Okay, so can you believe I just got this on EBay for $240?! It's an authentic Givenchy Nightingale bag. Sure,-it's used, but do I care? I don't have that kinda ego,.....I'm not too good for a used bag like this. Hell! I'm lucky to be able to ever own this bag. It's beautiful. I love the used, distressed look. I've been looking for one for awhile, and never thought I'd get this kinda deal. Never. I'm just glad I got it. Same as those Manolo Blahniks. Believe me, I have champagne tastes, with a beer pocket,(or however that goes.) Anyways~ my husband has cancer removal surgery tomorrow,....and I'm very uneasy tonight. I'll keep ya posted on how everything goes. Probably why I went for it.
Watching TV,....the new 'Dallas' has got my attention,....loving it. I loved the original,...I just wish Victoria Principal was back on there. I loved her. And CAN NOT WAIT for "Breaking Bad" to start July 15th,...it's killing me waiting,.....and to make matters worse,...they are doing this last season in TWO PARTS. It'll kill me I tell ya. No show has ever made me feel this involved, emotional, and craving to see more than "Breaking Bad". Ever. I have to agree too, with the critics,...best written TV show ever,....yes,...ever. (And acted in my opinion,)...Bryan Cranston and Aaron Paul are just unbelievable,...they really are,...........anyways,.....I'm hoping to get the second week of July off for vacation, which will really be a STAYcation,.......because I'm hoping we will start re-doing our bathrooms here, to get this house going and up for sale. Next step, packing and then actually getting there. All scary scary parts. And traveling with Munky scares ME!!! Worries me. All of the above,....I don't want her traumatized,....I'm traumatized just thinking about it. All the stuff. Gotta put more stuff up for sale on EBay,...yeah,...I'm off,....gotta get something done besides work and sleep. Yeah,...I'm pretty boring.
Canada is getting closer,.....even if it's in our minds. We talk about it every night,....and we think about it every day,......I'm mostly worried about Munky,.....and her traveling from the only home she's ever known. Sugar is going to stay with a neighbor that adores him and loves him like we do. We have tried over and over to make him an indoor cat, but ever since we brought Munky home, he has been a growly, hissing, little mean man of a kitty. He tolerates us. He doesn't let us pet or play with him, and he only comes in to nap or eat, and that's it. We have had long talks with our neighbor, and they are a very comfortable older couple with no other pets, and they dote on him like we used to be able to. So,...unfortunately, and heartbreakingly, we are going to have to leave him like his first owner did. I feel horribly, horribly guilty about this every time I think about it, and if someone else told me about this situation, I would say they are horrible people and don't deserve a cat,...but we have honestly tried everything. He was such a sweet boy as a kitten, and he loved us soooo much,...and we loved him like he was our child. But I wanted to keep him indoors,....and he just wouldn't. And it kills me. His first owner was in our spot, where he wouldn't stay indoors, and they had another cat, and he just didn't wanna be in a two cat household,...he gets very jealous of anything else,....he's a one kitty boy,.....but I didn't know this at the time we got Munky,....and her being a kitten I thought he would take to her,...plus being a female,....but a big mistake,....so now this is our situation, and it will haunt me for the rest of my life. I've never 'left' any animal/pet behind,....and it eats away at me and my husband,.....but there is nothing left for us to do. I've exhausted every idea I can think of,....and believe me, no one can think worse of us than we do about it. It makes me sick to my stomach just the thought of leaving him here,....but I do know he will be well taken care of if that's any consolation,....but it's not. I want him, and I want to take him with us,....I just don't know what to do,......it's 'his' territory,....do we take him from that, AND make him an inside cat all at once, and really traumatize him? I just don't know the right thing to do. I just don't. And on to less serious stuff,........July,....the last season of 'Breaking Bad' starts,...and I'm on pins and needles waiting,.....I can't wait to see Jessie,...and see how the whole thing wraps up. I'll keep ya posted!
Happy Father's Day to everyone! Hope y'all make it a great one. Hard day for me. I miss my dad so much sometimes, it's like I'm 10 again, sitting on his lap, and talking a mile a minute, and he would listen to absolutely everything I said, or he would come get in my bed when I couldn't sleep, and we would plan for hours about what we were going to do the next day. He always spent whatever time he could with me and I loved it. He was the light of my life as a child, and growing up I learned what an awesome person he was. My parents had a very open, free thinking mentality when it came to people,......never looked down there nose at anyone, and gave everyone a chance. The LOVED people, and getting to know them. (How that didn't rub off, is beyond me.) Many a nights, they would have big dinners, and friends,(and family,) would come over, and sit at the table for hours on end eating, talking, telling stories, laughing,...drinking,....I remember so many good fun times even as a child,...and then a teenager,....and as an adult. Their get-together s would last until the wee hours of the morning, and many times I and/or my sister would get up and find friends or family sleeping on couches,.....and we would giggle and run back to our room. Easy going, and fun, and a lot of laughter are my memories of my dad growing up. Bike rides, cooking, big Sunday morning breakfasts, great music he'd listen to,....all the great stuff that make up my memories with my dad. Makes me smile to this day. He was such a great, great dad,...I wish everyone could grow up with a father like mine,....it's inconceivable that kids don't. It's inconceivable that they grow up the way they do,....I mean,....we always had dinner together every night,....and Sundays were always big breakfasts, and early big dinners,.....and we would play outside in the pool, or play catch in the front yard, or build forts with chairs and blankets in the front yard,...now kids sit and play video games until their brains are mush,...and forget two parent families,....the idea of marriage now-a-days is like it's a throw away, not forever anymore. I'm so glad I'm not growing up right now,...it breaks my heart to know kids won't have the awesome childhood I had,....sad really. I have to thank my dad for that, and I always will. Happy Fathers Day daddy, I miss you more than you will ever know. I'll forever be a 'Daddy's Girl'.
I know I'm living for my days off from work. Sometimes work just breaks me in to a million pieces. I'm fine when I'm there,...I'm fine on my way home, and then when I get home, I'm totally frazzled. I can't hold back or hold it in,....and my husband sometimes just doesn't understand no matter how I try to explain. Things are still so hard. We have to sometimes work on our together time. It just seems so hard sometimes to line ourselves up to want to do the same things at the same time,-being that I work full time and my hubby doesn't. He's still working-out, and I'm not. So as you can see, it's painstakingly hard to line ourselves up a lot of the time. On my days off I just want to relax and do nothing at all,....others,....I wanna do something very rarely. I love to get on the computer and veg,....or my magazines that I get. I like to curl up and just read quietly. I have a subscription to almost every fashion/beauty mag there is. I love them,....I look at them over and over. I tear out pages if something really grabs me, and feel like I can't live without it. It's like my own personal wish list book/catalog. That's how I bought most of my handbags. You gotta have a lot of patience, and keep an eye out, and know what you're looking for, but I can find it all on EBay. I find what I want in the magazines,....find out as much information as possible about the item,(maybe even go see it in person at the store,) and sit and wait it out. The longer you usually wait,....the better. The longer it's out, the less likely there is a demand for it. I mean,...I saw a handbag by Makowsky in a Elle magazine before Christmas one year that I just had to have. I loved all three colors. I wanted all three and honestly considered going to Macys and buying all three outright. Instead,....I sat and waited. Now all three would've been about $500, but instead I waited,(longingly,) and checked out EBay about three times a week. Eventually I got ALL THREE FOR LESS THAN $275!!! I mean you can't beat almost 50% off, can you?! I've gotten gorgeous Louis Vuitton bags, Chanel bags,(and lots of accessories,)...I've gotten gorgeous handbags by: Mulberry,YSL,Gucci,Chloe,Prada,Loewe,Lanvin,Versace, Givenchy, and Bvlgari. And for every bag, I ended up getting matching wallets and sunglasses to go with them. I have a huge, high end collection, and paid a fraction of the cost from doing a little research and having patience on EBay. I'm selling some stuff now, because I just don't want it all,....it's too much, and the older I get, my tastes are changing more and more. I don't like all the logo stuff,...AND, when we move, I don't want ALL THAT STUFF to pack. My husband is getting on my case more and more as time goes by,...so I figure, if I'm not using it, why not sell it? Sometimes I feel like I'll never need any of it at all anymore, but some of it, I do love, and can't part with some of it. I just can't. So little by little it'll all end up where it ends up.
Nice Sunday at home. I love being home and just doing whatever. I'm making homemade Banana Bread,(from scratch,) and it's in the oven as we speak,(blog.) Things are still so up and down in our lives right now. I think my husband and I are still trying to pull each other out of our legal induced depressions,(after four years.) That damn clusterf*%# was the nightmare of our lives, and we are still trying to get back to normal. Scary. I don't think we will ever be back to where we were at mentally and emotionally. I KNOW it has changed me and not for the better I might add. I'm meaner to people now. I mean, believe me I'm not an jerk for no reason, but if someone does wrong, I've been known to start a fight in public and be outspoken. I mean my mom raised a lady, I don't cuss, (unless I'm mad,) and I don't fight physically,(altho I'm not adverse to the idea, and have once when I was sucker punched by my husband's ex-wife's twin sister,) but I don't take any crap from anyone,(and yes she got a black eye, and a swollen lip,-thank you very much.) I used to be all nonchalant, happy-go-lucky-nothing-ever-bothered-me,- but now? Not so. Everyone in my family has noticed it, and my SIL, and my co-workers, etc., etc.,-you get it. But I just don't know how to not be like that now. And god forbid someone tries to do something to an animal,.....I WILL fight, or hunt them down, and they will regret the day they ever saw me. I HATE people now to the very core, and I don't know what to do about it. I mean, believe me,...I'm very congenial when I'm at the grocery store, running errands,....but get on my bad side and I WON'T let it go. Okay,-no more ranting. Done. Anyways~ nothing else going on our lives. Never heard back from that production company, and no one has made offers on our condo. So we will keep waiting and hoping. We are still trying to get started with the house we are living in, to get it up and ready to sell,...but we are so overwhelmed in our depression(s) that we can't seem to start or even make any decisions where to start. It's not like we have to redo the entire house. Just both bathrooms, and our screened in back patio. The rest of house is great. We did the front landscaping with clusters of beautiful palm trees,....the house has been painted, new roof,....the kitchen is all red cherry wood cabinets, granite counter tops, and stainless steel appliances, new wood floor thru out the entire house,(except the bathrooms obviously.) I mean we are so close,....to that next step. So close. You know when you have to do something, and even tho its for the best, and will certainly make things better, you still drag your feet? Well,-that's what we are doing. It's just the literal moving and packing and getting to Canada is what we dread. We just want to blink and be there. Yeah,....don't I wish.