Irritation and accomplishment are old bedfellows

Had an upsetting experience at the liquor store. The clerk completely failed to card me! For God's sake, I'm not even dressed like a responsible adult today! Cheer Bear t-shirt, HELLO?

This is how it starts. First they don't card you at the liquor store. Next thing you know, Boy Scouts are offering to help you across the street. I might as well just roll around in Ben-Gay and begin offering small children melted peppermints. Hmph.

In other news, the trip to the craft store (and subsequently Wal-Mart) was a resounding success. I got thread, pins, and a cute little tomato pincushion, as shown below:

I also managed to find some sparkly felt for his eyes, which I was excited about. I'd planned to triple-layer sparkling black tulle over plain fabric, but I hadn't found anything suitable. I was actually on the verge of buying a child's tutu and cutting down the skirt, but that would have been a waste. It's blurry because it's a very close shot (and I couldn't get my flash to shut off), but from far away it doesn't look like anything at all:

Total costs: $17.96. That's not including the buck I spent on a fleece remnant that will make me a nice set of fuzzy pillows. Oh, this crafter's bug is a dangerous thing...