It was a dark and stormy night. The rain pelted against the windows. Suddenly there was a flash of lightning and a crash of thunder as loud as the sound of the Princess hitting the floor after jumping off the table. I woke with a start, jumped out of bed, and landed on her tail. Sheba let out a yowl and ran to the other room. "Sorry Shebs!" I said as I went into the sewing room and sat down. My mind was racing! Yes!! That was it!!!
The idea I had been waiting for. I will make purses!! Not just any purses. Bright unusual purses, with flamingos, and flowers, and one shaped like a fish!! Yet functional. But they must be quality! "AND WITH POCKETS INSIDE!", said the sleepy voice of the boss as she rolled over in bed. They will be exceptional! "EXCEPTIONAL CREATIONS FOR EXCEPTIONAL PEOPLE!", I said to the Princess. Knowing I would be unable to sleep the rest of the night, I picked her up, apologized for stomping on her tail,…
- Joined October 17, 2006