Happy Burchday to Me

"So really, I can get it? Really?!" I said to my husband, who responded with something that sounded like a test of want vs. need, but what I interpreted as a "yes." Between the gifts of a hard year's work resulting in a bonus, gift certificates from loved ones, several months of fun money tucked away and a hijacked birthday, this little beauty became mine:

My first piece of Tory!

Half the price of most of her bags, a roomy tote that can alter to fit my ever-changing lifestyle (read: psuedo diaper bag) and a piece you won't just find in K.C., I fell head over heels from the moment I passed it by in the Houston window. I know it sounds a bit superficial and frivolous with a baby on the way and in "these times," but I'm going to take a minute to do a happy dance on this find.

Happy Burchday to me!