Most Sunday mornings start with being lazy in bed. To Lucky, it means playing tug/fetch/keep away with us in bed. Most every Sunday, her squeaky bone *somehow* ends up on the ceiling fan.
We’re so cruel.
- a: freshwater pearl necklace from World Market
- b: single water pumper-uppers
- c: Borders coupon
- d: earbuds
- e: camera (case – I was obviously using the camera that usually rests in there)
- f: handbag litter
- g: post-it notepad and sharpie for Operation Beautiful
- h: handbag pharmacy
- i: tide pen, ink pen, sharpie
- j: wallet
- k: iPod Touch
- l: dime
- m: tampon (not yet ripped open from vigorous tumbling)
- n: eyeware (sunglasses, case for contacts and glasses)
- o: secondary keychain with store cards and non-car keys
- p: lip stuff
- q: hair tie
- r: dental floss
- s: nail file
- extra, since I missed two: below the C.O. Bigelow Lime Mentha Lip Shine, a set of cuticle trimmers; and to the left of the iTouch (HOW DID I FORGET THIS?!), my “lucky” buckeye
In case you haven’t figured it out, this list makes up the contents of my latest ditched handbag, a Vera Bradley in Chelsea Green (or butt-ugly, according to Rob).
It’s a random mess of random, but the random mess is essential to my life. Sort of. I actually didn’t know much of that was swimming around in there. Oops.
Dark fingernails, dark beer
* Originally named 21/365: D’oh! I finally did it. I named a project 365 photo/post with the wrong number. I’ve been paranoid about this flub since I started. I guess I can only count to 21. Ha!
I rushed home today, excited to receive the package containing my new handbag that arrived today. Sure enough, it was there on my doorstep, but before I carried my new treasure in, I checked the mailbox.
Inside was a treasure that was a complete surprise, a padded envelope from my good friend, Ally.
“What did Ally send me?” I said to the mailbox. I racked my brain, trying to remember if I had joined up with a mail-share game/project/event with Ally lately, but I couldn’t think of anything. I grabbed the package containing my bag and went inside.
The box for my handbag got dropped right inside the door, the mystery of Ally’s envelope claiming first place in the intrigue category. Inside was a matted photo Ally took with a note explaining why she sent it.
Ally, this is such a sweet, unique, thoughtful project you took on. It was a thrill to receive a surprise envelope, especially one containing something so beautiful. It’s now on display in our guest room, and I hope it becomes a little conversation piece in our home. Thank YOU for thinking of me!
(Sorry for the blurry shot. I was trying to balance the camera in an awkward position to keep away the glare from the overhead light.)
The sky was full of cotton candy this morning.
