Okay… I am a fuddy duddy. I NEVER forward emails… and truth be known, 90% of the time, I don’t read the forwarded emails that I receive. I know everyone needs a good laugh, but I get plenty of them from the three foot tall comedian I live with. If you are a Facebooker (there I go again) everyone “tags” everyone else with big long lists of questions you are supposed to fill out about yourself and share. I don’t know if it’s the tiny itty bitty bit of rebel I have bottled up inside of me that never EVER comes out, or pure laziness…. but I am a fuddy duddy. I hit delete and go on with my life. It’s kind of a weird thing though, I enjoy the fact that my friends want to know about me, and that they take the time to send me that stuff… I don’t know why I never participate.
Fun Hater?
Fuddy Duddy?
Either way, today I am breaking the chain! I am participating in a blog tag from Tanya and I might add… with a willing heart. Why a willing heart all of the sudden? Well you know I enjoy sharing my total un-coolness with you… and after this post… I won’t have anything left to prove. The tag rules went like this…
1. Post a picture of whatever bag you are today – not last weekend when you and your hubby went out to that fabulous restaurant. No cheating!!!
2. Tell us how much it cost. This is a no-judgment zone — there will be no ridiculing or eye rolling here. And, if there is a story to go along with how you obtained it, I’d love to hear it.
So. Here’s my bag/purse…
I do wish you could touch it. It is the yummiest softest (a little more cranberry than the photo looks) leather that I. LOVE. I have a great story that goes with it. I was home in Terre Haute for a couple of weeks in December and was ON THE HUNT for a new bag. I have never been a traditional diaper bag carrier. In fact, I don’t own any bags that are “real” diaper bags. In my world, EVERY bag is a diaper bag. I refuse to carry a small purse and a diaper bag. I just don’t have enough hands. So for three years now I have just carried a HUGE purse and made sure to call it a diaper bag so that Otey would hold it for me while I went to pee if I needed him to (Otey’s purse phobia is a blog post in it’s self). I knew what kind of bag I wanted…leather, not black or brown (I have about 5 of those) zipper, short handles. I found it at TJ Max for $99.99. I know. Too much for a bag…. but it was regularly $288.00!!! SERIOUSLY?! Who could pass up that deal? Even after I got such a screaming discount, it still sat with the paper in it for four days while I decided if I was going to keep it or return it. I loved it… but did I need it? Absolutely not. Moral of this story… my selfishness won over my sensibility and I have been carrying it ever since. I went to the Fossil webpage to find the link for you, but they don’t have it online anymore. Good news? I found it on Amazon for $151.20! Not quite the deal I got, but close! The link is at the bottom of this post.
The bag is HUGE. Like carry a Volkswagen in it huge. I call it a purse, Otey calls it a satchel just to annoy me (satchel is such a yucky word) and my Dad walked in the day I bought it and saw it sitting on the table in all it’s paper stuffed glory and said “That’s a nice suitcase”.
He was serious.
Like I said, HUGE.
What’s in my purse/satchel/suitcase?
If I was actually walking out the door with my bag, it would also house “Mommy’s Blue Drink“, two pacifiers, and my phone.
iPhone Car and House Charger – Although I do love my sweet little iPhone… battery life, not so good
$2.00 – wadded up in the side pocket… who knows
Tylenol – the only thing I can take that’s safe for Grady
Icebreakers – like three months old… do mints expire?
2 ink pens & a sharpie – sharpie for shipping labels and signing autographs… ha.
Spare Key – Just so you know… Chrysler Pacificas are nearly impossible for a locksmith to get into. I’ve had a broken window as proof.
Size 6 & 3 diapers, wipes, Butt Paste – Size SIX diapers? Like my friend Julia said… “What’s next? Depends?”
Kid’s Tylenol, Motrin, Saline, Booger Sucker, & Fingernail Clippers – so I don’t have to repack that stuff evrytime we leave town (weekly)
Business Cards – no one ever asks me for one… just makes me feel like a real grown up.
Bear – ??? Not sure where that came from.
2 Grady hats – G-funk and I like a little variety in our hat life. Lumberjack, or cute little calf… we’re covered.
Homemade Taggy – VERY proud parenting moment. I made it for Cooper and now Grady is using it.
Burp Rag – my FAVORITE burp rags… and my FAVORITE baby gift to send.
My foot – needs a pedicure
Grady outfit – he poops. A LOT.
Grady onesie – see one line above.
Strawberry MiniWheats – great Cooper snack
Sweet Potato Puffs – in case of emergency for Grady
Dried Blueberries – Cooper’s FAVORITE snack (from my Mom’s company).
Carrots, Bib, 2 spoons – We’ve been over this, Grady likes to eat.
Wallet – From Target. Like $12. Black and Hot pink. Wish I had the matching Fossil wallet. Do they make wallets to match suitcases?
THE sunglasses – These sunglasses are the punchline to many jokes at the McCloy house. They are the only pair of sunglasses that I have ever had that cost more than $10 and I have been wearing them for FIVE years. YES. FIVE YEARS. My husband goes through an expensive pair of sunglasses about once a year, and so I take great pride in constantly reminding him that I have kept up with the same $75 pair for FIVE YEARS. Hey Otey…
FIVE YEARS.
The world’s largest blog post about the world’s largest purse. So Tanya… that will teach you to tag me.
UPDATE… The $151.20 one sold… here’s the same bag… more $$$
by Kathy
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