So...I mentioned a while back ago that I wanted to start making my own wallets and totes (the purse kind, not the totally kind). Yesterday I read Alegre's comment about needing a wallet and I got really excited to embark on this new project. I started to draw up some sketches and made a blueprint for my very first wallet. Below was my design...

So then today I thought I would plan out the logistics. I did some measuring, some seam-planning and some reconfiguring and out came the prototype. Here is the outside...


Here is the inside...


I think this might actually work. I'm soo excited. I even went to JoAnn's during lunch to get some fabric and snaps. I am well on my way! Huzzah!
There's something a little awkward about getting to your birthday party before anybody else. Saturday night I sat at my table at The Arsenal sipping my grey goose and tonic waiting for everyone to show up. At first I thought...no big deal. People go to bars by themselves all the time. Then I got to thinking...but this was my birthday party. I waited almost 40 minutes before someone else showed up...Annie. Thank. God. for Annie. I felt a little funny...a little awkward...waiting there by myself, but it had to be done. I started to wonder if these kinds of moments came with age. You know...the older you get, the less things like appearance matter (i.e. the older you get, the more pathetic you are/life is). This would never fly for an 18th birthday...ya know? An 18 year old would cry. It's her party and she'll cry if she wants to. But not me. I'm 24...a BIG girl (I threatened a friend on the phone to walk out...he convinced me not to). So I sucked it up. And really, in the end, all was well. People came, we drank, we danced, we partied. Maybe too much. The photos told me the truth and played out everything I could not remember. Ay yay yay. So did it really matter I was by myself in the beginning? Did I look pathetic? Maybe. I'm gonna stick with the notion that I fully intended that to happen. I wanted some peace before the storm. Yeah...that's it.
I'm well on my way. So far, I think a reoccurring theme in my life has been to be a Jack of All Trades. Hence the skateboarding, crochet, guitar, ukelele, sewing, sign language, learn french in your car, running, jazz, snowboarding, bike riding, frisbee, cooking, etc. One thing I've always wanted to add to the list is GOLF. And now I'm going to be a good little lesbian and learn how to play golf!! I'm sooo excited!! Yesterday for my birthday, one of the things Nikki gave me were golf lessons!! I'm so excited...I'm bouncing off the walls thinking about it! I've always, always wanted to learn how to play. I don't know anything about the sport...I don't even have clubs! I wonder if that's a problem...eh. It'll be fine. I can't wait!
I've also decided I'm going to start making my own bags and wallets. Going to Bizarre Bazaare on Sunday really inspired me to get off my lazy ass and make the exact kind of stuff I am looking to buy. I had been thinking about doing this since the Weekender, but just hadn't done it. But I'm serious this time. This is for real. I'm gonna make some totes and cool wallets. I'm feeling quite inspired right now. It's a good feeling...a nice change.
Nooo....not President Bush. And nooo.....not that bush either....well, actually....
Shake it off.
What I'm really talking about is REGGIE BUSH. He is the greatest. And last night he was on Letterman with the Top Ten.
Top Ten Perks Of Winning The Heisman Trophy
10. "Trophy can be used as ID at airports"
9. "Now when coach gives me pointers, I can say, 'And how many Heismans have you won?'"
8. "Lifetime supply of pigskin"
7. "Microchip in the trophy gets me through E-Z Pass"
6. "The trophy holds 10,000 songs"
5. "Now maybe someone on the team'll get a date besides pretty boy Matt Leinhart"
4. "Steinbrenner's trying to get me to sign with the Yankees"
3. "I now have the world's most valuable paperweight"
2. "Secret code for 'Madden NFL 2006' video game that lets me see John Madden naked"
1. "You're the only Bush with an approval rating over 40%"
REGGIE! REGGIE! REGGIE! Gosh, I love him.
Mollie the red nosed reindeer
Had a very shiny nose
And if you ever saw it
You would even say it glows.
All of the other reindeer (reindeer)
Used to laugh and call her names (like Pinocchio!)
They never let poor Mollie
Join in any reindeer games! (like Monopoly!)
Then one foggy Christmas eve
Santa came to say
Mollie with your nose so bright
Won't you guide my sleigh tonight
Then all the reindeer loved her (loved her)
As they shouted out with glee (like toothpaste)
Mollie the red nosed reindeer
You'll go down in history!