It was one of those kind of nights....

So last night, I decide that gosh darn it, I am going to make something for myself. I've been wanting a new purse and was itching to use this lovely green fabric that I've been holding on to for quite a while.
Unfortunately the gods of craftiness were not on my side. The first snag in my plan was that my daughter, who normally has a very reasonable bedtime, refused to go to bed. Now don't get me wrong, this was no normal anti-bedtime fit. Noooo she stayed up 2 whole hours past her bedtime which ate into my precious bag making time and my patience. Finally she went to sleep only to have her little brother wake up crying. After a quick "mommy is here" and a back rub, he fell back asleep. Sadly, by this point I was so frustrated and worn out that all I wanted to do was eat a giant bowl of ice cream and sit on the couch. BUT NO! I rallied myself and started working on my bag, only to find out once again the craft gods were against me.... I didn't have enough iron-on interfacing. Did I let that stop me? NO! I simply went to my pile and pulled out a yard of washed canvas and basted my fabric to that! I could not be stopped. I would not be thwarted in my bag making endeavors. I WOULD PREVAIL!!

Luckily the crafty gods must have thought I was worthy because the rest of the bag went without a hitch.

Mostly I'm proud of it because I made it all by myself. No pattern, no book, no tutorial or instructions. I just used what I've learned and put it together on my own.

There's a certain kind of pride in that.