Fish in My Hair

What a bunch of comedians.

I knew I shouldn't have asked for opinions about my hip bag from all you beige-lovers (thanks, Junosmom, my kindred spirit in all things outrageous). I can tell you've all been reading that mean JenIG's blog for far too long.

For your information, I decided to take my  hip bag on vacation. I carried it through airport security and the screening guys only snickered a little. I might even add some tassels and sequins to it and carry to the next homeschooling conference. Neener neener.

And get this - my next purse project is going to be made from an old pair of denim shorts and a red western belt. There, let that give you nightmares for the next few weeks.

So anyway, I'm on vacation in Pennsylvania, in my parents' house without air conditioning due to the Groundhog Incident. This afternoon I am going to seek out an ice cream shop where I will consume 4.5 gallons of ice cream in an attempt to bring my body temperature down below 150 degrees. I may even slather a little mint chip right on my neck.

Next week we're going to Cape May & Wildwood Crest, New Jersey, to spend a few days relaxing in the Atlantic Ocean. One summer of my childhood, we were at the beach and found a few $20 bills washing up on shore. (Probably from a sunken drug-running ship. It was the 70's, after all. Peace, love, cannibis, and all that.) After hearing that story, my fifteen year old son is convinced he is going to find enough money there to buy a skim board, a PSP, and a Corvette. The boy dreams big.

So if any of you happen to be at WC next week and see a pudgy lady in a bright pink swimsuit (hey, I don't do subdued), carrying a hip jungle print bag and accompanied by a teenage boy digging furiously for buried treasure -- run away. Far, far away.

Resist the temptation!

11:40 AM, Aug. 3, 2006 .. Posted by robbinsnest

I know how tempting it is to slather the mint chip on the back of your neck (believe me...it has been over 100 degrees here in CA for the last few weeks and I am pregnant with no air conditioning...thank God for friends with A/C). HOWEVER...if you slather the mint chip on your neck your dad will probably sit you out on the front lawn and use you as groundhog bait!!! fill your lovely hip bag with ice cubes and hang it around your neck instead...it will keep you cool much longer (again believe me on this one...I've been stuffing ice cubes in my bra to keep cool)
Enjoy your vacation and treasure hunting!

I'm pouting... :( :):)

6:14 PM, Aug. 3, 2006 .. Posted by ihopeyoudance

Hey... I liked your pretty purse too... and I'm an art teacher, doesn't that count for somethin????? lol

Ruth

Hey, when he finds buried pirate treasure....

6:19 PM, Aug. 3, 2006 .. Posted by Dragontongue

You never know, there might be something extraordinarily valuble lying on, in, or under that beach. You might even want to help him dig! And even if you don't find pirate treasure, you might find the pattern for a really cool pink and green polkadotted bag! (Or evidence of an alien civilization, though that sort of thing is more commonly found in the room of a teenager....) I look forward to your next post!

~Dragontongue

Hey...

10:20 PM, Aug. 3, 2006 .. Posted by CountryAtHeart

If I see you, I'm not runing away
I'm coming over to help look for the loot! ;)

Cape May

7:28 AM, Aug. 4, 2006 .. Posted by SweetHomeTennessee

We were just across Cape May in Cape Henlopen, Delaware this past week! I did NOT find any money floating up on the shore. But the jellyfish were out in abundance due to the heat. Be aware, my great pink-suited friend!
~Betsy

Purse Projects

9:18 PM, Aug. 4, 2006 .. Posted by ML

A friend of mine once had a purse made out of an armadillo shell. I understand the raw materials are plentiful, if not head-on vehicle proof.

Psst...

10:49 PM, Aug. 5, 2006 .. Posted by Amber

Come HERE pleeeeease.....
You won't regret it, hate me, maybe...regret, nah.

0:) Amber

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10:48 PM, Aug. 9, 2006 .. Posted by ChathamMommy

Hey, I like the idea of the denim/ red together! ("Thank God, I'm a country girl!")

I just have to ask, though... do you have to waste ice cream that way? I mean, couldn't you use ice and save ice cream for its supreme destiny, which is to add five pounds to my hips every three weeks?

Don't worry. I never EVER mistakenly thought you were subdued! :)

Chelo