Why wasn't I born rich?

We have been looking at houses to buy, and I want to own a car which I can call my own... A BMW would be good.. I want to live in a lush house one fine day with my own garage to park my BMW in it.. 

The question here: Would we be able to afford any of these? OF COURSE and I am very positive about it! I am now working very hard, trying to earn whatever I can, and my dream is to move back to the island (once I have saved enough) I was born, together with my husband and our future kids, and to live there like a king!

Sometimes mama complains that we don't give her any pocket money, not that she needs it, but it is something which makes all parents proud I guess. I wish I can, but I hope you understand now that I am trying to save up some $$$ and buy myself a house first.

I guess everyone wants to be rich, but some choose to live the poor... I see so many youngsters here in Barcelona begging for money, together with their dogs. They are not even one inch close to being disable but yet they choose to beg... They have to beg when they can afford to buy beers and to feed their dogs?

Anyway, had this conversation with my hubby just not long ago... READ BELOW!

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me: "why wasn't I born rich?"

hubby: "you had the chance to marry the rich but you lost your chance by dumping them"

me: "at least I am happy today, and I don't know what kind of person I would be if I was still with one of them today. Can you imagine? O.M.G"

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P.S: To all my dear friends who are married, or going to be married, you chose this path, so appreciate what you have chosen and make the best out of it...

I chose this path! I used to date the rich but marrying a rich might allow you to shop in Louis Vuitton, Chanel or Gucci or Hermes without worrying about how empty your pocket is going to be, and you don't need to come home to a place where there is no lift and to add to that, living on the 5th floor... and no air-condition when it is 31 degrees in summer (although we are going to get one as I don't mind spending 700 euros for one. I can't be feeling uncomfortable in my own house).

However, as per my dear friend, Wei Wei, she used to say, God is fair. For example in this case, if he's rich, he's either fat, ugly or smth. If you are beautiful, you might be a bimbo or stupid. 

** Hence, my husband isn't rich but he has all the qualities a woman would want in her man (although I feel like strangling him at times LOL) I am proud to call him mine!
and I had the wedding I have always wanted (lush and beautiful), though I wanted a wedding gown of my own... *love you darling*

** Have been chanting "baby's skin to be fair like mine, nose to be like his (a lil smaller though), and to have his eyes".. Who knows it might work if I were to chant from now onwards till I conceive one in 2 yrs time? LOL

Nope, he's not indian.. he's 1/4 Peruvian, 1/4 Chinese, 1/2 Iranian (he's not Muslim though).. and me, I am 3/4 Chinese, 1/4 Mongolian.. do you see the color difference? I want my baby to be as fair as me... although he hates that I am so white... everyone in Barcelona says I should get some tan.. :(

what have you guys got to say???

xoxo