Chain Reaction 2

Here it is....chain reaction 2. My second purse of accidental origin. This one is done in tangerine and is a bit bigger than the original. I'm obsessive on this purse. I can't tell you why, but I am. As soon as she's dry, I'm going to go button hunting! Then she'll be for sale at the etsy store, as I don't have a need for so many purses....but I want to make MORE. Occasionally, I'm hopelessly stuck on something.....so I'm letting the needle on the record skip and I'll keep making them until the song plays on.

I haven't been here in a bit. Why? I haven't had much to say. It's allergy season and I have a cold. Not only does it plug the sinus cavities, it plugs up my brain. UGH. I hate that.

This has been a calm week, and I am very thankful. Over the weekend, I took K to a wake. Her team mate's mom had lost her battle with breast cancer. Y'all know me, I hate pain and I hate sad. Well, i think I took the "stupidest thing said" award. I hugged her daughter (whom I only know through ball) and said the usual, I sorry, this sucks, and it sucks that I'm sorry doesn't even begin to cover it...I let go, looked her in the eyes, grabbed her into another hug and said, "if it'd make you feel any better, come and egg my house". WHAT???? Okay, I meant it. She did smile. BUT WHERE IN THE HELL DOES STUFF LIKE THAT COME FROM??? I'll never know, but my brain gives birth to some doozies.

I'm even doing okay on the housework. I need to clean the bathroom and vacuum the furniture. Laundry is about half done...and it's THURSDAY? Hummmmm, you can tell J comes home tonight and is "working" from home tomorrow and the kids have the day off. It's supposed to be warm and I'M READY TO PLAY. Crap. I forgot to see if J wanted a tee time. The golf course opens up today.

Now, how much sudafed, benadryl and claratin can I take to get these eyes to stop itching?