The Chalk Bag

Wow, it's been a long time since I cooked something.  I think I have lost motivation since my icebox, I mean my condo, hit it's winter cooling temp of 52 degrees Fahrenheit and stayed there.  By the way, I only know how to spell that word because I have to type it into the catalog so many times this time of year when the 8th graders forget their copies at home. And, I guess I have cooked something.  I have a pot of something I am now affectionately referring to as "salt soup" sitting on my stove at home.  I probably need to throw it away, because of the whole salt thing, but because I live in the icebox, I don't have to worry about fridge room.  Of which there is none.  Because it's too cold to clean it out.  So I'm just leaving the soup where it is.

I digress...

I have been sucked in by the phenomenon that is rock climbing.  I think it is partially because it's one of those things that makes you feel good about yourself and you don't have to worry about anyone being pissed at you because you can't throw or kick something into a net and nobody is trying to kill you.  That and I assume if I do it long enough I will grow muscles that will cause people to confuse me with Scandanavian men.

So anyway, when you climb you use chalk to keep your hands dry so you don't slip, go flying and bang into a hard, rough wall with pointy things sticking out of it.  (I don't speak from personal experience there at all.  Nope, not at all.)  And you keep the chalk in a chalk bag.  There are a lot of chalk bags out there, but I wanted something cute, so I Googled "cute chalk bag" (aren't I clever?).  I came up with a whole lot of nothing, except this one post from this woman who I assume is a master seamstress.  It was super cute though, so I decided to emulate it.  Her's turned out cuter than mine (what with the being a master seamstress this is not overly surprising), but I think mine is pretty darn cute.

First, being cheap, I purchased this little Ugly Doll from Amazon, causing my mother to state: "That's certainly ugly!"

Then, followed the directions on the Master Seamstress (Mistress Seamstress?)'s website as best I could and came up with something kind of decent looking.  I might not cause a stir in the climbing world, but at least I know it's one-of-a-kind.

As a note, it came out pretty small, which is fine for me cause I have little hands, but if I were to do it again, I might use the normal size Ugly Doll instead.