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Back from my hiatus

Have you ever struggled with your identity?  Like how you define yourself; how you think of yourself?  I do.  I have been.  I still am.

Rather than simply stating "I am Ag May", I need to add labels.  I'm a mother.  I work but I'm on leave at the moment.  I'm a crafter, but I just make things not really create things.  I bake.  I cook.  And right now, I'm confused.

I wonder if the lack of varied adult interaction has made me lose sight of how I define myself.  My wardrobe is probably a good metaphor... I've cleaned it out.  So now I'm left with 2 pairs of jeans; a pair of light coloured pants; a pair of tracksuit pants; a handful of t-shirts; and a handful of dresses.  Add to that a few jumpers and a couple of cardigans and that's my wardrobe.  No more "smart casual"; no more "office-wear"; no more "formal wear" or "going-out on the town wear".  I think I donated my personality to good will alongside my clothes!!!

On that note, I'm over the introspection for now.  Hang about, if you want, but I can't promise smooth sailing.  Sometimes I'll be brief and succinct; sometimes I'll have blogging diarrhoea.  But it's me, so I hope that's enough to keep you reading on :)

So come with me and I'll show you what I've been up to lately (because it sure hasn't been blogging, has it?!?)

I'll start with the crafting for now, because there's been a few food posts of late...

First off the ranks, my gift to my dear friend across the oceans.  A few Cherry Ripes to round off the package.

The patterns are my usual go-tos, Nicole Mallalieu purses.  The fact that I (yes me!) can make these gorgeous things never ceases to amaze me.  Not that I think FIGJAM, but Nikki's patterns are written in such a way that even a beginner sewer can achieve a designer look with professional finishes.  And you get to personalise it with your fabric choices so that no two purses need look alike.  And I love the size of the framed purse - it fits nicely in the palm of your hand when you're just popping out for a coffee and need only shrapnel.

Happy Birthday Dear F!!!  Missing you muchly from across the waves.


  1. Love the fabric on these purses!

  2. I didn't do too badly with this one, eh? Not too pinkish or girlish. I'm learning - I ask C to look over my choices. I have to admit that there are still a few fabric choices that I would happily give to Mama!


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