I was reading a blog by NIKIMARIE about what she carries in her purse, and it got me thinking about the quirky things we carry around with us. Do you have some strange thing in your purse or your wallet that you couldn’t part with? My trophy husband carries a torn piece of his friend’s underwear from twenty-five years ago. Don’t ask. Just do what I do, shake your head and quietly back out of the room.
Well, I have one of those quirky things, too! I carry a carved, soap-stone frog!
The frog thing started a while back.
I read somewhere that it’s good Feng Shui to place a frog by your front door. It attracts money. Well, who wouldn’t want that? So, I put a little frog by my front door and sure enough, I instantly got more money.
If you know me, you know how obsessive I can be. So, I figured if one frog was good, more frogs would be better. Don’t laugh. It’s logical, no? My trophy husband didn’t think so either. But let me tell you, we always have the money we need. Nine years of putting children through college, new homes, family emergencies, we always have it, no matter how much.
So, where else would you put a “money frog” except where you keep your money? I placed this little one in my change purse, and my change purse is always full of money. I will keep it there forever and ever!
Here ends our Feng Shui reading for the day. So, give it up, what’s your quirky thing?
I love toads and frogs. Just rescued a toad from the swimming pool yesterday. My hubby has a thing for bejeweled geckos…they’re all over the place, loves like the Geico guy got loose in my house after a visit to The Alien Cathouse in Nevada.
Ha! I like geckos. You need to blog about The Alien Cathouse. Sounds like a hoot!
I used to date the owner’s ex husband here in Florida. They were patrons of my family’s nudist resort. They are all a wee tad touched.
(Peeks from outside the room after hearing the underwear piece) Frogs I can certainly understand, the other? mmm I best not say anything lol
LOL. The story is actually sweet. They took their friend to a strip club for his 21st birthday, and somehow, his underwear got stripped off and torn to shreds and they all kept a piece as a joke. I thought it was the strippers who stripped, not the customers. Anyway, the boy ended up dying shortly after, and from what I know, they all still have that little piece of cotton in remembrance. Funny what we carry around with us.
Wow that’s quite the memento and yeah, I think the strip club got it backwards lol
That’s the problem! I thought it was the elephant that brought money and I have five elephants in my front room but not a single frog anywhere! Off to the frog store.