The Bet

So, here is a secret...Michael and I bet. It keeps life exciting. We have been betting about different things since we were first together. Like the time we were driving to Canada and having war head bets, to seeing if Michael can run a mile in 10 minutes (he did). The best bets are the ones where there is a wager, and I only do these if I KNOW I am right. On Saturday we had a bet going, and I KNEW I was right, so I made Mike put up a wager. It was kind of an evil plan because I had this great idea for a beach bag, but I didn't want to spend grocery money on it(I am trying really hard to stick to my budget). So for my prize I said "The supplies to make a new beach bag" Well, of course I was right...so I drug everyone to Wally world with me to get the stuff for the new beach bag. So today I started on it, and I have broken 3 sewing needles, I do not have any more left, and I can not justify loading the kids up and heading to town for sewing needles. So I have the kitchen converted to a sewing room, and was just getting started. I have a pile of sewing stuff from taking in skinny minnie's pants (Katie) to a sun dress I promised Savannah, to finishing the edge of Jeff's quilt from Great Grandma Ray. Good thing I went to the library and got Three Cups of Tea this morning. Dinner will be on the deck tonight. I can't put it all away until I am done, or else it will be a long time until I pull it all out again. I don't like unfinished projects (hence why I don't scrapbook) and......I can't go to the beach until my bag is done!