My second little bag is almost done!

I just need to attach a shoulder strap.  Even managed to line this bag with black cotton, which is WAY above my pay grade.  The first lining was far too small, but I figured it out.


Front of purse


The back.  I’ve ordered tags that say “Crafted by Beatrice Bee.”  They will get ironed into each item.



Yesterday I went to the thrift shop and bought scads of 100% wool coats at half price.  A Nicole Miller pale pink waffle weave.  A gorgeous winter white cashmere.  Black, red, camel hair, bright green.  They have all been boiled and are now drying on chairs by the pool.  Next step to chop them apart.  The black wool one will provide a shoulder strap for this pink, black and yellow bag.  I’ve saved all the linings to use for inside my purses.

I also shrunk the doll hair. Kind of a failure.


Neighbor Lynda saw these and thought they looked like dog doo.  I guess they kinda’ do.


The shrunken heads are now pincushions.


Voodoo dolls!

Today I went to Walmart and purchased a couple of sets of plastic drawers for all the wool I’ve collected.  Now, back to the sewing room to complete my third piece.  Also lined!  Under that button is a pocket to fit a cell phone.  Tomorrow, when the black wool is dry, this will get a shoulder strap.


This used to be a man’s vest.



The back.




Another day, another strange purse.

The second purse completed!

I’ve been sending “What do I do now?” thoughts into the Universe, and as always the Universe delivered!  I have been invited to show/sell my funky little handbags at the Anna Maria Island Community Center during their annual Housewalk.  So between now and March of 2019 I’ll be chopping up shrunken woolies and combining them with all the random junk I’ve collected over the years.

This little purse is a combination of a navy Nordstrom wool sweater Jim donated to my cause. The blue denim bits are pieces of a scarf I began fourteen years ago for my son. But I screwed up the casting off part (my knitting skills leave something to be desired). It’s been living in a plastic baggie all this time.




The yellow parts came from a thrift store cashmere sweater. $2.99 and dammit I’m worth it.  It used to be an extra large; now it would fit an American Girl doll. Beads are part of my stash from when I decided to make jewelry. Buttons are my passion. These three lived with the navy blues in my button drawers.

All my items get a bumblebee, as I stated before. Next, I plan to purchase tags the say handcrafted by Alice Jay Tate. I’m off and running, again! New year, new Alice.

Money from this little venture is ear-marked: twenty-five percent to a cause near and dear to my heart, twenty-five percent for my grandson’s college fund, and the rest for greedy Alice. Yay! I’ll probably spend it on more thrift store junk to shrinky dink.

I learned that every other Wednesday the Dunedin Main Street Thrift store sells all clothing half price.  You know where I’ll be twice a month.


Knit Wit

We’re home! Our long car trip from Palm Harbor to Waco, Dallas, Liberty Missouri, Chicago, Nashville, and Atlanta resulted in lots of listening to books on discs and tons of knitting!

I found three new victims to foist my scarves upon. It’s getting harder. All my new friends live in Florida. They don’t need warm scarves.

The first I completed was one I’d started on our last road trip. I only knit on the road, so it’s been living in my big yellow Banana Republic knitting bag for months. I gave Jim’s sister Eileen the completed funky patch and button-laden item. She lives in Chicagoland so her neck will need warming in a couple of months.

My original plan was to give it to Lynn.  But she will get the next one I finish.



The second piece is for our friend JR’s Aunt Nancy. I was working on it when we visited them in Liberty, Missouri. She liked the colors and made the mistake of telling me. I just packed it up. It goes into the mail tomorrow.  Surprise, Nancy!  A weird scarf on the way.


This photo is too blurry, but I’m not ripping open the package to take another picture.  You get the idea.  All my pieces come with a bumblebee attached.


The third scarf is for JR’s girlfriend, Melinda. She lives in Boston. It gets cold there too.


Melinda specified the colors she would like.  


While in Chicago I spent two hours digging through buttons at an Andersonville resale shop. I discovered the place last summer and made a beeline there as soon as we got settled in our rental. Jim and Bronson waited for me patiently at Starbucks while I was in my happy place. I’ll go again next summer too. Not that I need more buttons, but it’s delightful to find unique ones.

The view from my perch as I dug through buttons.


I’ve already used the bright blue diamond studded button.  It found a home on Melinda’s scarf. 


These two containers are the tip of the iceberg.  I looked at every single button in this bucket as well as five ancient cookie cans.  Yes, I am obsessive/compulsive.


The forty-eight dollar’s worth of buttons I just couldn’t live without.  They really needed a bath.  


I’ve begun another scarf, but packed it away until our next big car trip.  My poor arthritic hands are happy for the break.

Now we are home again.  The locals are stocking up on water in case Irma hits us hard.  We bought two cases.  When those are gone I guess we’ll be reduced to swilling wine.

Hopefully, we’ll only have another month of hot and humid.  It’s truly oppressive here in the summer.  It rained so much our neighbors very kindly crossed the street and drained water out of our pool.  I’m happy they still like us in spite of my many post-cards bragging about the awesome Chicago weather we enjoyed.

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