You know how sometimes it's nice to drink a bit of wine and cook something great? In that creative, wine-y, I'm a gourmet chef kind of way. Like you pretend you're in Provence or Tuscany or whatever.
Anyway, so last night I thought 'oh I'll drink some wine and do some crafty stuff', with the expectation that the same spontaneous, creative fuzziness would ensue. How wrong I was.