Oops!

So, I was suppose to post yesterday. Oops! Here are the two reasons, lame though they may be for my absence. 1) Work sucked yesterday, in the sense that everyone needed me and I didn't get any time in my office; 2) I feel asleep on the couch as soon as dinner was done, so embarrassing. See trully lame, but the truth none the less.

Enough of that, here's what you are here for. I finished the crochet work on the little bag and have the lining ready. It's silk dupioni from my rather large fabric stash and scrap collection. I love the way the two colors, a pink and gold, show their faces in different lights. The camera has always been incapable of capturing this quality, but here's the best it'll do along with a picture of

the back of the bag. It was a super fast little job and the finishing shouldn't take more than an hour. The sides are already sewn, so the zipper and lining installation are the last bits left.

I am also taking the sweater design class with Knitzalot and here is my current distraction from my swatch finishing. I desperately need to finish my swatch, but I keep looking at this cute little number. Isn't she sweet in all her
pink French glory! So in a vain attempt to stay focused I have filled her with the swatch and a few balls of my yarn. Look at those polka dots - I'm so in love!!!

Pink, brown, polka dots, French, yummy yarn (Rowan Cashsoft 4ply) - what more could a girl ask for. Well, maybe a martini, but I might be pushing my luck.

I'm a bit of a Europhile, so anything that even vaguely smacks of Europe, must come home with me.

So now I'm off to the library for some books on tape, yes I said on tape. My little Nightcrawler (black VW bug) is the stock model and a tape player is what I have, so... I listen to books on tape during my morning and afternoon commute. I HATE commuting to work, but books on tape make it so much better. I love cheesy suspense novels and spy stories, no romances or tear jerkers for this gal. Real life has enough of that stuff. The James Bond type is my kinda guy! All that mystery and sex appeal. I would meet him carrying my cute little pink French bag wearing something very Audrey Hepburn-esque in Paris, while he's on the run from some international bad guy. Ahh, the fantasies...