Week Four . . . C'est la vie and Mable and Moneta
In the final days of Me Made and, like near everyone else, I'm tired of the selfies. So very tired. I plug on though. Surprisingly, I've made a considerable amount this month (see below), and . . . aside from being in a prolonged fight with the USPS and Girl Charlee over the location of my fabric and who is now responsible, I've had a good month on writing and sewing. Need to get more writing done . . . but, my stress levels are calming down. Perhaps because I have decided to take an hour and read a damned book everyday. Perhaps. Little things. Saturday: Another Archer . . . do not judge. Archer number nine, this is. I mean, look at that ribbon trim (with a hint of floral) and those glass buttons. Oh yea, picking up a case of beer I lost a button. Ha ha. RTW jeans, evil eye sandal from Bodrum, and the tiniest Coach I own. Seriously, how is that even a purse? Sunday . . . Purple plaid thurlows...