My mother and my sister-in-law are both crafty ladies; I like to think of myself as rather crafty; I like to quilt, knit, crochet, scrapbook, make cards, etc. However, I haven't done much in that vein in awhile, being that most of the time I'm studying (or feeling guilty about not studying). Over Thanksgiving, my sister-in-law was making Christmas cards, and she and my mom were working on a quilt they are making for a cousin who recently got married. The combination of jealousy that I wasn't projecting, plus a brief excursion to a quilt store where I fell in love with some fabric, ended up in a few hours diversion in which I made a purse, bag, thing.
Look at those birds. I couldn't leave it in the store. It's not highly crafted; there are exposed seams on the inside, but I don't particularly care. And, there is a lining and specially designed pockets to hold my essentials with room for a book, stack of student papers, and a water bottle.
My
ipod and two pens.
My cell phone and keys.
I'm pleased and only slightly distraught. Rather then satiating my crafty gene, it just made me realize how much I miss it!
Look at those birds. I couldn't leave it in the store. It's not highly crafted; there are exposed seams on the inside, but I don't particularly care. And, there is a lining and specially designed pockets to hold my essentials with room for a book, stack of student papers, and a water bottle.
My ipod and two pens.
My cell phone and keys.
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