Triskaidekaphobia

This is post number 1,313. I've got no fear of the number 13. In fact, I've developed a fondness for it. One of the best houses we lived at was a number 13. My cell phone number ends in 13. Numbers are just numbers - an artificial way humans have developed to order the universe.

In honor of the number 13, I will do a random drawing for a surprise package.

Just write me a comment. You have until May 13th - my mother's birthday - to enter!





Updated photo of Tsunami Quaker sampler. I finished the motif with the flower yesterday. This was a color change from my original picks as the red I had was certainly too dark. This is now Crescent Colours Cherry Tomato. More pink than red.



Did I mention I found 7 needlework books last week at my library's used book sale?
One bargello, two books dealing with florals, a book of colonial American needlework, a temari book, and two crewel books. I'm definitely outgrowing my bookcase. Soon it will only have room for needlework, beading, and a few sewing books. The overflow cookbooks are going to have to go. And the papercrafting? what to do with those? I think most of them I'm going to freecycle.

I continued organizing the downstairs yesterday. Our finished basement contains our office, our bar which is currently home to my needlework stuff and all the "extra" furniture in our house, laundry/storage room, and a bathroom. Got most everything off the floor of the office. Still need to get into the closet and rearrange. There's tons of filing to do. Which means there's tons of shredding to do. I'm hoping they do another community recycling event soon with the giant shredders. Today I'm hoping to get back into the storage room. I took a huge bag full of garbage out of there yesterday. I say we need a storage unit. DH says no. Sigh.