Tuesday, May 3, 2011
I had a bit of a chuckle at my own expense today when I looked through my purse for something. It's contents say so much about me. I mean sure there are the usuals, kleenex, sunglasses, wallet, keys, cell phone. But then there are the unusuals: the half finished knit sock, the plastic harmonica, elastic thread, that invisible zipper foot I was telling you about. Not to mention the Joann fabric coupons, fish magnet and race car. Mother and crafter are chief among my professions or so says my purse. Can anyone out there top the wacky things in my purse? It is a Maruca bag by the way. It has been one of the best gifts I've ever received. It's stylish and can hold a lot of crap.