In the past couple of weeks, everything seems like a dream.

Like on the last Sunday of April, I brought this chick out shopping.

I have much of her company all through May and having someone to wake you up with “Mama Mama Mama!!!!!!!!!” is utterly sweet.

To watch her screaming her lungs out, crying profusely as she grabbed the door and refused to let go when my mum tries to pull her away when I head for work, is…. ouchy.

Or how she tries combing my hair but ends up using the comb to hit my head. Not fun baby, not fun.

Or how she insists on dragging ALL my bag on the floor, and MUST go for my newest baby.

Or how she gyrates, dances, or does yoga. Oh man, and the somersaults. Whoever taught her that?

Or how she held the microphone yesterday and dragged her notes. She has such brilliant voice.

Maybe, just maybe, May is the best month ever.

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When Effy returned from Germany, she returned with so much shopping that.. it was hard not to drop by the very day she touched down.

I turned up at her place after spending some time at IKEA, and I strip my new baby off its coat and sniffed it.

I grinned happily to myself at the one thing I saved up for to kinda reward myself.

A Louis Vuitton Damier Canvas PM Azur Hampstead Bag.

My heart went pom pom tiao when I set my eyes on it, cos like how I always say, things happen for a reason, and what is fated, is fated.

I had wanted to get a monogram Palermo, but it was outta stock everywhere. This was originally my 2nd choice, but it had 2 votes to be the nicer bag. Then, JD suggested the bigger, brown version, which I thought wasn’t a bad idea since I could put more things and the straps are adjustable.

And since I am always clumsy, brown gets dirty and can go unnoticed.

I had considered the Vernis(OMG, when she was in Germany, I think I knew I was in the dangerous zone when I can name the bags by their atas names….. It was an obsession. Then again, cos I cannot afford to make a purchase impulsively, I need to compare prices, designs, before settling for THE ONE), which didn’t quite have the votes of the people I sought opinions from.

So I threw her 3 names to deal with, and I kinda left out the Azur(the beige colour) Hampstead to go for the brown one.

But fate is fate. Palermo was outta stock, Hampstead brown ones were outta stock and Effy asked why don’t I get the Azur cos she finds it really nice. So fate brought us back together.

Awwww.

And I think Minibean loves the bag too, consider how she screams and throws the other bags on the floor when I carried that bag to work one fine day.

And yes, I love it. For it holds much more value, than just a bag.

Women buy gifts for their ownselves for a special reason, and only themselves can justify it.

What did I say? May is a nice month

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Went to a really nice place on that Wednesday. 7th May.

Art, heritage, and a piece of history.

And I sat at where Lee used to sit.

Cheap thrill. Hahaha.

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Just when I thought the week couldn’t be any better………

I have an early Mother’s Day present on the same day!

It comes in a little blue box, and goes with my bracelet.

And so, I was Charmed.

So charmed that I couldn’t wipe the silly grin off my face.

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It was 8th May when I headed to get this little free gift which I didn’t even remember cos it was like more than half a year ago when I helped my dad to sign up for corporate broadband.

I thought I was just going to get a $50 voucher, but to my surprise, I actually brought this little thing home cos it came with the voucher!

Now, Ting has random music in a fruit, which is just the way she likes it.

I can clip it on my belt and almost anywhere I go.

Strange thing is, I never quite bought myself any music player before and a colleague just commented some time ago how I should get myself one and I replied as much as I would like to have one, I didn’t think it was worth spending the money on(yes yes, how hypocritical after my current spending!) to have one.

And whee, music on the go, yay!

I am happy and not complaining.

Oh, I realise I don’t have THAT much of a music collection actually….

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And… a gift from a friend back from overseas.

A bag that didn’t quite garner fan reviews from my colleagues. But it’s the thought that counts, right?

Nonetheless, I brought the bag to work for these couple of days.

Thanks. I appreciate that.

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Last but not list… the latest impulse purchase on my part.

Which I dug deep into my savings, and splash my entire net worth on.

So baby, if Mummy goes, you have nothing but my insurance, okay?

Wooohooo.

A much needed, short trip, that busted my budget.

I went to dinner at Bugis and walked around last night(strangely, I saw this random girl and commented I like her little bear, and I went into a forum to ask about where to get the bear, AND THE GIRL WAS ONLINE AND REPLIED ME!! WHAT ARE THE CHANCES?!), and had a nice dinner, before I took the train.

My visa was submitted and I should be collecting it next week.

My ticket was delivered to me today. *GRIN*

I am mad. Fucking mad, like others said.

People don’t just sit in office one fine day, and decide to anyhow-ly book a ticket, and anyhow-ly decide to take leave, and anyhow-ly bust their credit cards, and fly on a tight schedule.

I will come back broke. But hopefully, not broken.

But I think after all that happened, this is something I really, really need.

And I left enough room for regrets in the past 10 years, and I shouldn’t think what others say and just, DO IT.

Baby. Here I come.