Good Heavens. This fortnight turned into a fort-month somehow or other. You don't really want to know actually. It's dreadfully tedious and involves computers. And since other people's computer problems are endlessly tiresome, I won't bore you with it. Truly the only thing worse than having your own computer kerfluffles is having to suffer through the details of someone else's. (Then again, these weren't the usual, run-of-the-mill computer problems. This particular situation involved a thieving secretary - not mine, someone else's - and not one, but TWO lost, misplaced, or stolen computer shipments.) Suffice it to say that we're going to move on from this little episode and pretend it never happened. And in the meantime, I'm going to let this purse go until December 15 - at which point someone will win just in time for Christmas. What could be handier? So hop to and enter!

You know you need one of these right? There's clearly a crying need in everyone's life for a personalized pink Union Jack lunchbox. I'm sure you realize this without me having to point out all the obvious upsides to having one of these in your reportoire. Even if you're at that stage of life where you don't pack a lunch for yourself or anyone else . . . a handy box for keeping things in is always a net plus. Especially when so sportily decorated with pink Union Jacks. I'm feeling awfully attached to these myself at the moment . . . and I'm thinking of making myself a couple for various sewing supplies. One for buttons would be handy . . . or zippers or hooks and eyes for that matter.

How you use this little gem is entirely up to you. Have it personalized with your name, or with "receipts" or "curlers" or "popsicle sticks" or whatever else you dream up.

And then of course there's the Skirty. No purse would be complete without it!

So get busy and leave a comment . . . and make sure to link to this post for an extra entry!