To me, going on vaca is just priceless. Material things just don't mean much to me anymore, after losing everything twice over. Now, when a cat destroys a couch by using it as a scratching post, I just shrug my shoulders. The couch is not what matters to me, it could be gone tomorrow and that's ok.

Right now we REALLY need new carpet in the living room. It's been through Marc's toddler years, so it's in horrible shape. All the carpet cleanings in the world won't fix this carpet, hahah. But oh well, it will have to wait until after our trip to Florida, because taking the kids there and meeting everyone, seeing new things, and playing in the sand is just way more important to me right now than what anyone thinks of my kool-aid stained rug.

Even my most prized possession, my wedding ring, could be replaced. I love my ring because it is SO pretty and has a really great diamond, but that's really all it is. If it got stolen, I would buy another one and love it as well. My marriage would still be as wonderful with no shiny bauble to represent it