Bag, you're it

I am reporting to you live from my hotel room in Orange Beach, FL- condo capital of the world. OK, probably not really, but it seems like the beach has turned into a condo/ high rise hotel farm.

My camera and I are one in the same tonight- about out of battery life, but I did snap a few pics before this post (please note that the furniture and carpet shown below belong to the hotel and not to me personally).

My new friend (who I actually "knew" before Blissdom), Nicole at Apron Strings a Flutter, tagged me in this meme. What's a meme? It's not your grandma; it's basically a "tag, you're it"- blog style {and I think it's pronounced "mEEm", but it could also be like your grandma}.

Here's the scoop:

1) Post a picture of whatever bag you are carrying as of late. No, you cannot go up to your closet and pull out that cute little purse you used back before you had kids.
2) Tell us how much it cost. This is not to judge…this is for entertainment purposes only. And if there is a story to go along with how you obtained it, please do tell.
3) Tag some chicks. And link back to this post (Beth @ Total Mom Haircut) so people know why the heck you’re showing everyone your diaper bag/non-diaper bag.
Here’s mine:

I have been carrying this bag since my 30th Birthday when my ever-so-sweet and wonderful hubby got it for me. It's pretty extravagant for me; it's a Kate Spade. A real one. And if I had gone to my closet I could have pulled out a few fake ones! Since it was a gift, I'm not sure how much it was and I haven't asked.

I'm not embarrassed of the bag, or the fact that Jason has told me that it is the last purse I will ever be using, but I am pretty mortified of the sheer amount of crapola I can fit into one very nice purse.

Um, yes. that's right. All "fits" into the bag shown above.

You'd think there were 2 of me: 2 pair of sunglasses, 2 phones, 2 bottles of generic nosespray, but I am prepared.

Umbrella? Check.

AA batteries? Check. 8 of them.

Tape measure? Check. (That's the red paisley thing.)

Ketchup emergency? Oh, that's right. Mama's got you taken care of.

Band aids, fabric swatches, Salty the train, pen bag, lip bag (it's the pink one; I'm a little obsessed), birthday candles and even a smooshed Milky Way for a rainy day. Sad, so sad. But McGuyver would come to me if he needed anything.

I tag my friends Laura and Annie. And if you like this sort of thing, well then, by all means, play along.

And, if you can guess how many ketchup packets were in my purse, I'll send you a smooshed Milky Way. Or a real prize. You never know! Good night!