
here i am, with my favorite springtime purse, bought for $5.00 @ target many, many years ago. LOVE the colors, LOVE the plastic tubing handles, LOVE the nylon mesh fabric. the whole bag just says FUN!!
it is, however, a natural disaster (aren't most tote-type bags?!?) here's what we see today:

cellphone (a necessary evil when you manage a business that is *open* 24/7)
notepad (i have many, many brilliant ideas, but can't remember a single one!)
various pens (mostly pilfered from the hampton inn)(tee hee)
three sets of keys (am i the only one? really?)
fiber one bar (gotta snack)
gum (always)
lipliner/lipgloss (about the only makeup i wear - besides spf 50 sunblock on my face!)
wallet
books of the bible bookmark (a gift from the sunday school director for jack)
random receipts (i am BAD about keeping receipts organized.(
frogger (left in the car from our recent trip to atlanta?)
ben 10 (i am TOTALLY a mother of a BOY!)
memory stick (for shuffling brilliant ideas between home and work)
loose change (natch)
so, any surprises? did you learn anything new about me? do you face similar "tote-bag trauma?"