The Back is Better By Stages

But things are much better than they were. I just wish I could get thru an entire day and only just begin to feel really sore about an hour before bed. That hasn't been the norm here lately. But we're getting closer to that again. The massage was great, it just never lasts long enough! :(

But this week, I've been able to get a few bags made that have to ship out tomorrow - I'm a bit late, and I cannot thank everyone enough for being patient.



Here is a Kerri bag in the Fancy Cats Frames print (Fancy Cats was so popular a fabric that you can't touch it now - I've seen pieces of it "across the pond" but the per yard price is out of my reach - too bad, it a darling fabric - and this one takes the BEST parts of that one and showcases them in frames - too cute!



Then here are three non-cat bags (tho' all of these were ordered at the Persian Society Show in Richmond, VA a month ago!). All have a travel theme going on - the Parisville Stripe on the right, Mademoiselle in the middle, and Edogawa Stroll on the left. Two prints are Michael Miller and one by Alexander Henry - two of my favorite designers. I don't think I can make any more of the Asian fabric, as it's out of print. I can still do another of each of the French-flavor bags.

While I was trying to get the photos out of the camera and onto the new computer, The Meezer decided to pay a call.



"This reality up here on the desk has been rearranged, Mommie."


"What happened to the big THING, Mom? This is just a little bitty and ohh! Two clicky clacky boards. It feels so funny when my toes hit those clickers and they pop down under my toes. Mommie gets a bit frantic, too."


"Well, you know, I'll have this thing figured out in a New York Minute, Mom! Umm. Why are there TWO keyboards?And why did you keep the mouse when you've got that thumb stroking thingy?"

So I don't have to try to learn to do something new when my brain won't handle it, Meeze. Mommie's ability to handle anything new these days is limited. The old keyboard works just fine! And I cannot work that thumbpad, to save my soul. I know Old Dogs can learn new tricks, but I'm just not ready to devote the time necessary.

"Old DOGS? I was sure you were really a CAT, Mom!"
(((hugs)))