I'm obsessed with my new toy. It's all I've been thinking about since I bought it on Sunday. I stayed up until 1 a.m. figuring it out. Tonight I went to the fabric store and bought the prettiest pink paisley fabric, and I haven't left my sewing machine yet. I finished my first project - a flaxseed pillow, the kind you throw in the microwave and heat, inspired by the one I received from my boss as a christmas gift. I brought that one home, and Brad and I fight over it at night, so I thought a perfect pink one would be a good starter.

If my hair starts turning grey and I start leaving the house in slippers and rolled-down knee highs to pick up prune juice, please, feel free to intervene.

Seriously, though, I've told two friends about buying a sewing machine, and both of them laughed and used the word "domesticity". WHATEVER, people! CRAFTS ARE COOL, okay? Here's the next project I'm going to start:



Now, tell me that's not hot. That is not your nana's totebag, see? (Well, okay, technically it's a diaper bag, but whatever. It's going to be my new purse.)

Brad just walked into the office, where I have been obsessively looking up totebags on Craftster for the last half hour when I told him I would be writing my post and said, "The holidays might be over, but Holidailies is not," in a very authoritative voice. DAMMIT. He's right.

And there you go.

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