Life has positively eaten me over the last week. With Nolan gone, every spare minute was spent either sewing, acting or sleeping. The show is going really, really well; I've received more compliments for my performance on this one that I have in a long time. Just about every line gets a laugh. It's very gratifying. But that's not what I'm here to talk about. *see title*
I made bags for all of the other girls in the show, you know, my usual ones.
But this week wile my mom was here, she and I made a pattern for a new bag. I gotta say, I love it. One of my friends that I did Whorehouse with (That's The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas, it's a play, I haven't suddenly changed professions) asked for a peacock-colored bag, and I gotta say, this might be my new favorite. I can't wait to try it with heavier weight fabrics with different textures.
And my sweet husband is home safe and sound, praise the Lord. I could not be happier. I'll post pictures and tell stories from his trip later, but right now we're busy talking and cuddling and having some good quality time together.