You know how pregnant people have a “glow” about them; I also have that glow but NOT for the same reason (thank goodness). I have it when shopping for my next Disney Dooney & Bourke purse. Make it your new Disney tradition; I’m sure your hubby would love me, more like blame me for your new-found addiction.
As a mother, I always give, give, give, you know the feeling “Gals!” Times are a changing and I want a return on my investment, I don’t need to hear thank you anymore, I don’t need a high-five either, what I need and gotta have is my FIX. No, I don’t smoke, do drugs or alcohol (maybe a little alcohol) I have very little vices, except my obsession with Disney Dooney’s & a wee bit of Moscato, lol!
Oh dear, how giddy I get when a trip is here and my soon to be purse is near. There are four stages of happiness and I feel them all;
- · Anticipation
- · Savor
- · Express
- · Reflect
Anticipation about which purse to purchase, what size or color, and placement of Walt or Cindy’s Castle are paramount when making this big decision.
I Savor the moment as I experience it, in front of all the Dooney & Bourke’s and their magical glory (angels are singing “ahhhhh”or is that “It’s a Small World” I hear, haha) The kids are stashed away with my hubby somewhere-anywhere, at this moment I don’t really care. Giving me quality time with my other babies, to explore all my options and make my magical purchase.
I Express my happiness to myself or to others, really whoever is around and has mouseEARS. I’ve been known to dance, chEAR, and scream at times, scaring all that come to this happy place, all for the love of my Disney Dooney.
I Reflect on my happy memory- when my trip is over and I’m at home give, give, giving again, you know “Gals” the car-pool line at school, cleaning the toilets, cooking family dinners. All while saving/dreaming of another fantastical Dooney & Bourke on our next Disney trip, then the entire process begins anew, WOOT WOOT!
Traveling with my Dooney, it takes center stage.