Nutmeg tagged me for the tote bag meme. I have to say that neither my tote bag nor I are as cute as Nutmeg. I'm a much more, say, practical girl than Nutmeg. Older, too.
I think I look tired in the picture, but it could be because my mother keeps telling me I look tired. Frankly, I think "tired" equates "old." I think maybe my mom is having a hard time with my mature (aged) appearance. It's one think to see your sweet little child turn into a young adult. It's another thing entirely to see your child turn silver (i.e. old). If my child looks old, then I must be really old. You know what I mean. I could, however, just look tired from recent all-nighters -- either worrying about college boy, or catching Peach's barf.
Here I am sportin' my standard school-day apparel, khakis, a turtleneck and my ugly, but warm, purple cotton cardigan.
And here is my tote. No, not a gorgeous Vera Bradley, or Coach or Kate Spade. Nope. Mine is a trusty Lands End (and a clearance Lands End at that). And it's not even a purse. It's a real live tote that I use as a purse. I got tired of using purses that had all sorts of pockets and I could never find what I was looking for because it was always in a different pocket. I can find everything in this "purse," if I just keep digging.
I tag Jennie ('cause I really want to see her one more time before babytime), Regina, Nancy and Jamie, mostly because I almost never see their cute little faces on their blogs.