Fruit flavored gum.
Gum should be pepperminty or minty. Not watermelon. Or apple. Or lemonade. I'm chewing this gross Watermelon Extra and as much as I think I hate it I cannot spit it out. It's so.. flavorful. But I hate myself for chewing it. It goes against everything I believe about gum! Yet, I'm snapping bubble and chomping on it like a teenage girl.
So today I finally (read that: FINALLY) finished up a monster project/order. I made 22 duffel bags all with embroidered names on them. Am I crazy? I think I am. In all honesty though it wasn't as horrible as one would think. I watched A.LOT. of Netflix movies on the computer (Corrina, Corrina, Steel Magnolias, Driving Miss Daisy, Jack, Batman, Sister Act, Murder by Numbers, The Bodyguard, Sleeping with the Enemy, Super Size Me, The River Wild, The 'Burbs, Funny Farm). Yes.. all of those in 3 days. I was chained to my sewing machine. I knew if I procrastinated even for a day that I wouldn't finish (because.. well, that's how I roll). Sorry for the image quality.. when that photo was taken I was absolutely delirious from sewing for over 12 hours and that was only 19 out of the 22 that needed to be done. But yay.. I'm bringing them to one of the cheerleaders tonight so she can hand them out to the girls tomorrow. I can't wait to hear how much they love them. I know I do! I'm even going to make one for my little sister for Cross Country. I think I'll embroider her name and some running shoes on it.
Thankfully I have connections all over town. Listen to me.. I sound like a Mob Boss. These connections are mostly 'Mommies'. I capitalize it because we all belong to 'The Mommies Network'. Really. It's great (most of the time). So, back to why it's good I have connections. I was able to score a giant bag of beautiful scrap fabric. And that photo only shows the top layer. I'm so excited to start on another project (no, I'm not sharing but I will post pictures when I'm done.. it's not a big deal of a project).
Lastly, I'll leave you with a memory I had. Well.. not so much a memory as a 'hey, look at that' and BAM! My deceased Papa jumped in my mind. He used to run into this convenience store for his cigarettes and always come out with one of these candies. They were my favorite candy and even as an adult it still takes me back. He passed on when I was 5.. so the small amount of time we had together was so precious.I miss him.