It's a well known fact that I am the ultimate junk collector. In fact, I am not beyond stopping at the curb when something has been thrown out. While my children and husband are horrified by this they also love it when I score something amazing; for example, the city scape oil painting that hangs in Megmonster's living room.

Recently I discovered the ultimate Goodwill about 5 miles from the beach. Every time I am down there I find something wonderful. Two weeks ago I scored the ultimate find. I was perusing the dish area when something caught my eye. I immediately knew this was not "your mama's china" so I bent down to get a closer look. When I flipped it over I literally gasped.

What I had found was a complete 20 pc place setting of Wedgewood in the Amherst Platinum pattern. (The guys reading this have my permission to leave now.)

Right beside it sat the oval vegetable bowl. And the kicker is that most of the pieces still had the original stickers on them.

Being a lover of China I knew that a 5 piece setting of Wedgewood can run around $200 retail.

The total cost for everything.. $7.50

When I got home I looked the pattern up at some of the discounted china sites and this pattern runs about $450 for a 20 piece set on clearance.

I love getting something for nothing.

I hate when I get mad and say terrible things. I really don't want to be this bitter old bitch but it's hard not to when you feel cheated. I know the routine, "no one can make you happy but yourself" & "you are responsible for your own actions" but how do you let go of what you dreamed your life would be and just accept that this is all you get.

Is there a point where you just give up and go through the motions. My big fear is that I will look back on my life and wish that I had enjoyed it more. Of course when I get like this I just watch an episode of Jerry Springer and realize thing could be worse.

I have made so many bad choices, usually because I am impulsive and don't think things through. I know you don't get a "do over" but I just wish some mistakes were not so "permanent."

Oh well enough of my pity party, thanks for letting me vent.

Dear Twinkie,

Since you're probably the only one still reading this, here is is a brief overview of what has been going on.

My intentions of getting back to normal, and blogging more often, have not happened.

It all started when I was walking through Pottery Barn with the family and I stopped to look at the wonderful sea shell/tropical beach collection they had. In the next few moments I convinced H3 that I would quit complaining about the small house if he would let me get a year-round place at the beach. Damn Pottery Barn.

Well the place at the beach, which was supposed to be about relaxing, has consumed our lives. For thr past month we have been moving furniture, cleaning, shopping, driving two hours back and forth, etc...

Since I have been working on the beach place every weekend I have not had time to work around the clock so now I am way behind on a million projects with deadlines coming up fast. Stress, Stress, Stress.

The good news is that the beach place has enticed you to finally fly down here. An all girls weekend at the beach. I CANT WAIT!!!! Let's just hope no one gets arrested. :)