If you're my husband, you call my purse "the black hole" and if you were my purse, you would hate me. My purse is synonymous with: Sarah's trashcan, Sarah's place for everything, Sarah's suitcase, etc.
So, because I'm not good at faking anything, I'll just be real and show you exactly what's in my purse. Sometimes I think it is a relief to know that someone else in the world had 87 receipts, four wads of chewed gum in the wrapper, and a billion other random things in their purse....and they don't even have kids yet. Yikes.
Starting on the far left with the long silver pen looking thing, also know as a tire pressure gauge. Chris just said, "I don't know why you have that in your purse and not in your car..." I agree. I have no idea why it is in my purse.
Moving clockwise, that is my stack of receipts. Every time we go somewhere and get a receipt I just shove it in my purse.
I won't name everything, but you can see (still going clockwise) that I have two journals, a pink notepad, and pink and white striped note-cards...because I like to write a lot? No clue. I have the brochure from my dermatologist appointment and my blog business cards. As you look right we have trash and extra napkins, as well as floss and box-tops because, you know, I have to help my school!
Scattered in there you can spot my passport picture (or my mug shot, you'll never know...totally kidding!), lotion, a pack of gum and an empty pack of gum, my wallet, pens, a nail file, toothpicks (because floss doesn't cut it?), hair-ties, medicine, a mirror, church notes, mints, gift cards, chap-stick, and, finally, business cards from random people.
Now, please make me feel better and tell me your bag looks the same? Or at least lie to me so I have help convincing my husband I'm not the only woman with a purse like this!