Yes, my dear friend Julie slapped me hard in the face with a tag.I can't let her down. I must keep it going or I'm sure I'll lose all my money, my husband will leave me and my crush won't call me in 15 minutes.
Here's goes.What's in your bag??I'll do the tag, but I'm gonna call it Satchel. Try and stop me.Here we have Satchel. She's good now that my mom and I reattached the straps. Good as new.

Here's the best part...Satchel's internal organs. The things that make my world go round.

We have the wallet, the bag of Natural Ice chapstick (never leave home without it)and lipstick, keys (complete with lanyard so I can find them in my pit of a satchel), calculator (don't you accounting nuts judge me), wipes for quick cleaning from any possibility in the public world, red bag with all sorts of goodies for everyday real time emergencies (pocket gerber, tylenol, advil, gum, breath mints, lady's days items and Lexi and Travis' extra meds), tissues, photo album of my boy, sunglasses that need to be left in the car, Wendy's straws to be left in the car for extreme emergencies, little notebook, bias tape to be returned to Joann's, and a flier of a craft at Michaels that I might take the Lou for funs. A couple of things that should be in there for everyday emergencies...a diet coke tap, a hot chocolate maker or some chocolate milk...but that's only for the hardest of times.
There you go. It was interesting looking at what I really have and actually showing it to people. Go ahead judge...but now you are all thinking the same. Whether you are a mom and thinking..."She doesn't have..." and if you are Phil laughing at my expense. I'm sure you have stuff in your satchel that I'll laugh at.
Try this tag if she seems fitting. Could be a real gas!