Left In Stitches

I'm still pretty bummed about not getting that house. I'm really irked about it. I guess everything happens for a reason, but I feel like it would've been an easy transition that would have eased a lot of stress. But what's done is done, and I have no control over it now. I don't see any great prospects in our future, so we'll suck it up and stay here. Our house is nice, too bad we can't put it on the back of a flat bed and take it to a new location! And Rick talked to the cops yesterday and complained about the neighbors. Of course they're already familiar with them, but didn't put our minds at ease. They will do nothing, unless they are physically harming me while on the phone with 9-1-1! Damn, police.

In brighter news...

Here's a sample of my son's birthday invitation. This is just a sample and in no way reflects any of our real info. I used eBay again. Different company than last year. No reason, other than just finding EXACTLY what I was looking for here and they are on the ball. Sent out the proofs within hours and I'm really excited to be receiving them in the mail.



And then this is just a picture of a diaper bag by Trophy Queen that I have fallen in love with. I have two bags from them already, and praise their quality. I don't own Louis Vuitton or Gucci, like some of my friends, but these bags last and I've used the same one for years without the slightest sign of wear. I use my Mexican blanket handbag daily and thought about replicating the bag as a diaper bag, but what's the point? When going for an awesome Kustom bag, shouldn't they be different- but equally as awesome? Somehow I can imagine Rick having a problem using this one. *sigh* Men.
For now it's just a dream anyway. We're broke, but with my currents stresses and turmoil, feel like treating myself. As I always seem to! I can afford it, put it on the credit card and pay in 2 installments. I'd be a great financial adviser wouldn't I? J/ K