Perhaps you will remember my Field Tote that I toiled over while leaking blood, sweat and tears all over my sewing machine. I concluded that it would make a good companion at the hospital, so I decided to wash it and prepare it for our momentous trip.
I opened the washing machine to find this. A grim discovery indeed.
But wait! I made one for Lara and she is not here to claim it. My logic goes as follows: If we were living in the same city and I approched her by asking, "Can I borrow a bag to go to the hospital to deliver your beloved neice?" I am quite certain she would say yes. So, thank you pooks. I will try to get it to you without it looking like a prop from Friday the 13th.
All packed and ready to go! (shakey boots included)
Oh my! This is the first I have seen of my new adorable tote. To shout "I LOVE IT!" would be an understatement. It is adorable and I hope it serves you very well at the hospital. Feel free to borrow it anytime:) On another note, I will probably cry myself to sleep for a week about what horrible thing happened to your tote. So sad.
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