Two little words that sparked Terror

I am writing this late Sunday night. I have not been able to think straight for the past few days. This man in this picture is my reason for living. He is very far away at college and I am very proud of how he has adapted to his new life and his excellent grades…

Darn it….again.

My apologies for the photo. Not that enthralling and a little out of focus….just like me right now. The boy is back in New York and started his new semester today and I miss him already. I miss the singing. I have been cleaning out my closet and selling all of my old designer purses…

Swim Geriatric Swim

A purse I whipped up with my own design fabric. No pattern just winging it as usual. These five newborn dresses that I completed this week. I am all kinds of creative this week. Now if I could just come up with satisfactory fall designs for my scarves. I have been searching for all kinds…