Okay...enuff of the 'serendipity' and the 'soul mate' junk.

I am tired of looking at my insides. AND my outsides.

My daughter's new hamster is going to drive me crazy all by itself. While it is trying to get used to the new surroundings and being handled, etc. it seems to like that hamster wheel an awful lot! AND the older hamster looks like he is getting annoyed. I miss the hamster that died...Cookie. I get attached too easily. And, like the feeling I get from roller coasters, I do not like the heartache that ensues when you lose something you love so much.

Do you have a piece of clothing that you just can't part with? I have this old white B.U.M. sweatshirt that my brother was getting rid of. He is MUCH bigger than I am (he's 6'5"...I'm 5'0") and it is stretched out but very well broken in. I like to throw it on over a t-shirt. The poor thing has spots of gold glitter glue on it (from helping my daughter with an art project) and coffee spots and paint spatters...but I love the thing! It is something I will be very upset to part with.

I also have my teddy bear from when I was a baby. The poor thing has been everywhere with me and endured guys playing 'catch' with it, being dropped in the bathtub, washings, dryings, having its eyes chewed on...he is thread bare and worse for wear...but I will never get rid of him. (incidentally...I don't know why I refer to the bear as 'him' when he is clearly a eunich)

Have you ever gotten attached to something you just can't let go of?