My cousin Cathy (the one who raised my brother Mike), sent me a boatload of reprints and photos from days gone by. 

This would be the cousin who, I guess, kinda liked me when I was cute and young and a tow-head with curls – so much so that she named her cat Tammy.  And that cat lived into a very ripe old age – over 16, if I remember right (you’re gonna hafta do your own math for “cat years”).  Was kinda weird, though, going to her house and having her ask where Tammy was, when I was right in front of her.  lol  Guess I should be thankful it was a feline and not something like a spitting llama or a goat!

Anyway, when I started posting photos of the totes I’d been making, she got all into my face and said she’d like a red and black one, pretty please – with a zipper.

I. Don’t. DO. Zippers.

But, lucky for Cathy, my MIL does them, and said she’d help me put it into a tote.

I got half of the fabric yesterday (Thank you Linda from AbbiMays.com for the “Gallery in Red“ bundle!!!):

Now I just have to get the blacks and I’ll be ready to repay her kindness with a bag to carry all of her loot in!