Close encounters with the rich often makes you wonder how on bloody earth can someone spend that kind of money. I was invited to a house, no … more like a mansion warming party recently by a family member of mine. I’ll leave out the names. It was an opportunity to awe ourselves at how good life can be when a person comes into money. The swimming pool alone is bigger than my driveway plus garden. The daughter’s pair of ballet shoes is well over a thousand bucks. Cars so fancy I had to wipe the drool off my husband’s face. While us common folks play badminton or table tennis, the rich can afford golf or anything that has horses in it. I spot some fine english saddles for equestrian and stacks of golf bags in the garage. That must’ve cost tens of thousands of dollars. I guess common folks who work our butts off for the monthly pay cheques, all we can do is envy and hope. All I wish is I have the means to provide my children with proper health, education and security. It’s all gravy from there.