Glad to be Leaving March Behind

This won't go down in the memory books as the best month of my life. And here it is, gray and gloomy again. At least it is not snowing!

March was not a month of great accomplishment for me. I'm feeling guilty that the month has slid by and not a thing do I really have to show for it. Quick! I feel the curse the perfectionist descending on me! You know. The one that says, if you can't do it perfectly, don't do it all. Yikes.

I did spend yesterday doing some sorting and trashing. Went through part of my stash of patterns and did some weeding. Nothing sell-worthy, so recycle bin is full today. And did contribute to the yard sale pile. DH doesn't know that DS and I went through the VHS tapes last weekend and weeded out some old stuff. I threw away 16 year old tapes of Star Trek that he had taped off of AFN while we were in Germany. Will he ever miss them? I doubt it. DS had some good laughs watching one of his old tapes of Shining Time Station, the ones with Ringo Starr as the stationmaster. I do feel virtuous when purging. Now I really need to seriously purge my crafting supplies. And magazines. And books. Supplies, magazines, and books, oh my!

So it's off to catch on my cardmaking. I need 2 birthday, 1 new baby, and 2 just thinking of you cards. Ah the siren call of rubber stamps...

Nothing New Here

boring, boring, boring

Spending all my time playing chauffeur for the children

that's one thing I'm not going to miss when they leave home...

DH went off to an alumni event at his university. Had a long weekend, spent singing and talking and eating. (It was a men's chorus reunion thingy.)

so I decided to wash the hardwood floor in the living room. Which meant rearranging every piece of furniture except the entertainment unit. Believe me, if I could move it someplace else, I would. So I didn't stitch a lick.

But I did get my red linen in the mail and now have to locate the pattern that made me buy it.

Waiting For Internet S.E.X.

Hmmm. Received my scrapbooking order two days ago. Placed a needlework order the same day. I am impatient. I needed some Anchor floss, only 6 skeins, but managed to order more than $60 worth of other stuff.

Good news is I am released from my podiatrist's care. Toe is healing nicely. It is now straight, no more walking on my nail. Still supposed to take it easy for a few weeks. Can't wear most of my regular shoes yet. But it's getting better. I did find a pair of slightly larger shoes that are working for me. Would love to throw the surgical shoe in the river, but am afraid of getting cited for littering. DS suggested I put it in the driveway and run it over a few times. LOL

another stitching poll

1. Where do you stitch? - describe your stitching area.

I stitch in my living room mostly. On one end of the couch which has a hardwood arm which is great for setting things on. Or if I've moved the furniture around, there's a chair I sit in. The thing is, it has to be near the window. Sometimes in winter, I turn on all the lights and stitch at the kitchen table.

2. What time of the day do you usually stitch?

I like stitching best during the day with natural lighting. I do have an Ott Light for nighttime stitching, but prefer daylight.


3. Do you stitch by yourself or with someone else?

Mostly by myself. I manage to attend 11 out of 12 Guild meetings a year. Would not be averse to finding someone local who'd like to stitch with me.

4. How long do you usually stitch for?

Sometimes minutes, sometimes hours.


5. Do you listen to music or watch TV/DVDs when stitching or do you prefer quiet?

TV is on. Or music if I'm in the kitchen. Can't stand no noise at all.

Concert Time

Went to see John Mayer with opening act, Guster, whose drummer is totally insane. In a good way. Mostly. I think. Anyway, he really rocks. As does the band.

John Mayer = frustrated blues musician. Keep on trying. He's almost got it. But he's cute and soulful. And it was a decent show. Worth the money.

No stitching to report.

Finally Sunshine

Well it's about time the sun came out from behind all those nasty water holding clouds. And with all that fresh white snow on the ground, I can't bear looking out the window. It's blinding.

Didn't pick through stash yesterday because I found a little needlepoint kit that needed doing.
We bought DD a digital voice recorder last year and I found a tiny needlepoint kit with a leopard print to store it in. I'm about a third of the way done already. Working up very quickly.

Finished the Snow Globe

I finally finished the Bent Creek snow globe yesterday, but that hasn't had the desired effect.
It is still snowing here.
ENOUGH ALREADY!!!!

Don't feel like stitching on my Agnes Scott or Celtic Christmas. Guess I'll go paw through the box of all set to go projects. Or maybe there's a UFO in need of attention.

As long as it isn't a winter project....

Need Strong Snow Repellent

The stuff I've got isn't working. There is still white stuff falling from the sky.

"That's ridiculous, cousin."

maybe I should stop stitching that darn snow globe and move onto something spring-like

that might work.

Winter Away

I'm wishing I had some snow repellent.
Come on, it's nearly spring.
And I've had enough winter.

Winter, be gone!

Stolen from another Blog - Poll

1. What is your favourite fabric to use? (e.g. aida, evenweave, linen etc)

Linen

2. What is your favourite count (e.g. 14, 28, 32 etc)

32

3. Do you collect fabric "just to have" or do you buy it with a design in mind?

Absolutely collect fabric - hate stores where they won't let me browse the fabric

4. What is your favourite colour for fabric?

natural

5. If you were heading for a desert island, and you only had one choice of fabric to take with you, what would you take?

Glenshee linen

YaBaDoo

Finally beginning to make some stitching progress.
Bent Creek zipper project, Cabin in the Globe.
18ct over 2 with perle cotton

Sometimes you just have to stitch something that works up quickly. That need to see progress.

keyboard is wonkily misbehaving - doesn't want to type every letter that I'm hitting. Is annoying to have to back up and correct. So that's it for now.

I Was Correct

Foot is at the beginnings of an infection. So it was out with the wire - one quick tug and that thing was history. And I'm on antibiotics. I was hoping I'd wake up this morning and the swelling would be less, but no such luck.

That means it's time for me to leave the 'puter and get horizontal again.

Will this preoccupation with my foot never end???
Trust me, I'm ready for it to be over...

Can You Say Ow!

Well, my foot has started to retain fluid - not a good sign. Going to see podiatrist this a.m. Maybe he'll take the dratted wire out. Probably end up with antibiotics 'cause I think this is the beginning of an infection.

So Wednesday eve as I'm leaving my EGA meeting, with dratted foot slightly swollen and tender, I manage to whack the darn thing against the one place where the curb isn't painted white (also a place where streetlights turn themselves on and off.) OUCH! Even in a surgical shoe, I felt that all the way up my leg. Oh the pain.

And to think DH wants sympathy this morning for whacking his little toe against the door frame in the bathroom. In your dreams, buddy.

New Project

Why is it that when you hit a wall and don't feel like stitching, you can pick up a new project and feel invigorated?

Last night at EGA, I was planning on stitching on my over one brooch, but I had a sneaking suspicion when last I put it down, that I had miscounted. So when I pulled it out of my stitching tote last night, I didn't even want to look at it. I had fortunately at the last minute included a zipper kit by Bent Creek in my bag. So off I went stitching with perle cotton over 18ct and it moves along so quickly. By the end of the night, I even felt well enough to check my brooch for my mistake - and yup it's there. Now I have no intention of frogging 30 or so stitches of silk over one on 40 ct. But because I had a drastic mood shift, I managed a plot a way around my mistake and started compensating for it.

New project = a good thing.

Want to Whine

All I wanna do is whine about my stupid foot.
I swear I will never use the line "shot myself in the foot" again.
At least tonight is my EGA meeting, so I should have something to distract me from my discomfort.

Now off to put foot up again. Heavy sigh.

Plugged in and Turned on

Plugged in the old Ott-lite yesterday to do some stitching on an over-one 40ct brooch. Name is escaping me at the moment, but the company is Of Female Worth. We have relatives visiting and DH had taken the cousins on a sightseeing mission, DS was at play rehearsel, and that gave me the opportunity to sit and chat with my in-laws while stitching.

Of course, having visitors means I've been on my foot way more than I probably should be. By the end of the night, I can feel it.

We're off to brunch this morning, then they will be heading back home. I'm just going to park myself on the couch and stitch away the afternoon. I'm finally feeling motivated. Yeah!

Righty-O Then

Looks like I've got a wire in my toe going into my foot for at least the next three weeks.

The tears and teeth nashing are already over.

The family has decided to pay the price and actually clean the house and do laundry.

Now if I could just find where I left my mind, things might be okay.

Not Lost - Just Misplaced

How can one little toe come to rule your entire life? This is getting ridiculous. My level of frustration is growing. My sleep is disrupted if I move. I'm a paranoid freak if anyone walks near me. I can't cook. I can't clean. And I need desperately to go buy King Arthur Flour today to make DD's birthday cake tomorrow (okay, I can cook - but for extremely small amounts of time.) And of course it's raining and I need to keep my foot dry. I am definitely less than my usual self. I'm pissed at my family who are not doing anything helpful. And worse they walk in the house and head off to their various pursuits after I've been stuck at home all day with no company except bad television.

Basically I'm trying to make it to Thursday when the stitches come out. And he'd better remove that wire too or I may be tempted to pull it out myself. That's my current level of desperation.

Oh and my in-laws and some cousins are expected to arrive on Friday. The timing couldn't be worse, but also couldn't be changed. Good thing they nicely got hotel reservations. Phew.