Life in the craft lane

So life in the craft lane this week was going to involve lots of speedy lane changes, sexy open-top cars, green lights and the open highway of finished projects, instead I seem to have been stuck in the stationwagon crafting cul-de-sac, going round and round and finishing very little. There are plans of course.........

There are plans for friends (without pins)

and frocks

warm winter coats

and soft wooly cardi's

as well as all manner of scarves and beanies and wee little handbags and tiny quilts and little crafts and etsy banners that don't look like something from the house of mirrors.

There will be tags and sublime packaging and postcards and extreme cuteness and gorgeousness and it will all be perfect and ready and I will rise on my rickety varicose-vein ridden pins (but not too quickly as i don't want to risk an "accident") and will call in my proudest nanna voice "My shop is open". Shenara May (yes one day there will be old ladies with this name) will pause in her pudding eating briefly, look at me and then resume eating her napkin.

The nurse Tammie Electra will wander over and cluck at me. I will tell her that I have opened my shop on the internet. Tamie Electra will laugh and roll her eyes. "Jodie , honey you are so funny- nobody uses the internet anymore !" and the bloody etsy shop will be open.