I have a serious case of auctionitis, that, coupled with a slight napoleon complex has given me a mild case of the 'mean reds'. What if the auctioneer doesn't see me with my hand in the air? What if I lose all self-control and bid beyond our financial limit. Will I have to calm a screaming baby by breastfeeding while bidding? Will that break auction-etiquette? Could put a few punters off their stride I suppose. The auction is this Saturday @ 10am and I promise I will stop rabbiting on about it thereafter.
On a brighter note I got a scrumptious package of fabric from Marta. She's da bomb when it comes to gorgeous African wax print fabrics - check out her stuff here and her lovely blog here. Thanks Marta. I sent some of these and this in return.
Hope all is going swimmingly for you! xx