Ephiany

Three years I did pilot stitching for a canvas work piece for a designer hoping to teach at a national seminar. (Which she did.) I had tons of fun. Learned some new things. Probably wasn't as helpful as some with my comments as I didn't have as much canvas experience as some of the other pilot stitchers. But I digress.

One of the things I was most interested in at the time was - where did her ideas come from? She couldn't really answer that question. They just were there.

I have finally found the answer. At least for me.

I've pushing myself this past year into designing my own pieces. I can't draw worth a lick, even though I've had art classes. But I think I have a pretty good sense of color. I certainly know when something doesn't work, even if I cannot always verbalize why it is wrong. But I've developed an ability to chart just by making myself do it. And the more I do, the more inspiration I see. It is kind of strange, but I guess I've trained some pathways in my brain and some connections happen automatically. I saw some bookend paper and woke up with a canvas work version in my head this morning. It's almost as if I opened a faucet and now there isn't enough time to capture all the designs I'm seeing everywhere. I guess that's why she couldn't tell me where her ideas came from. They are everywhere.

A Quick Trip

A cold day along the Hudson River. My plan was to wander around and take some photos. But it was 20 degrees and the wind was blowing. I hadn't prepared for that.




Looking up at West Point from the river. This is the boathouse below all that granite wall.





The new library. I'm sorry I didn't get to walk across the plain and get a photo that puts it in perspective. I was standing on the sidewalk across from the West Point Club.



Had a good time driving and riding in our new car. I think we've got it mostly figured out now. Laser cruise control not a good thing to use on the Beltway. Someone will cut in front of you every time. Saw some old friends. Saw a massive bus stop constructed in our old yard. UGLY! I guess some parents complained about the wind up there on Stony Lonesome that hardly ever stops blowing because these huge bus shelters have sprouted up everywhere. Wimps.

Did a little bit of stitching in the car. But it wasn't as easy as I was hoping it would be. I guess the winter weather has taken its toll on the roads. I'd be counting and my needle would just fly across the canvas and I'd have to start all over again whenever we hit a bump.

My Return Trip to Obtain a DoD Decal for Car

On Wednesday my problem was that my official spousal ID card is set to expire this summer. The nice lady at the Provost Marshall's office (read police station for you non-DoD people) told me they couldn't register the car because the ID was going to expire within 10 months.

Today I return to the ID card section to get a new ID with that magical piece of lawyerese, my Power of Attorney. With this magical piece of paper I can actually do things without the physical presence of my husband. (In fact, I could sell everything he owns and take off for parts unknown, but I love him, so I think I'll stay.)

The lovely lady at the ID section (where most people are waiting for their CAC card and these people shoot daggers at me when I get called in within minutes of arriving -
I feel so special) tells me they don't renew ID cards until within 60 days of expiring.

Hmmm. I think we have ourselves a little catch-22. Two months vs. ten months. Can't you people get on the same page.

Lucky for me, I've landed a person with enough authority to issue me a new ID card now. Hurrah. After that everything is simple. Except that the new ID card photo is atrocious. I liked the last one. This one makes me look Mr. Clean after too many steriods with a bit of hair and glasses. Golly, I don't think I look that bad. Even on the worst of days. And I have a lot more than a bit of hair. I have, if anything, too much hair. Great. This is my photo until 2013. Sigh.

Picture Time

Progress on my Tsunami Charity sampler by Martina Dey. I love working on this. I'm about halfway across the top. Large piece when stitched over 2.








First colorway for Laura J Perin freebie - Grandma's Flower Boxes. It's on her website. This is a SAL with some online friends.








Never happy. I kitted the SAL up a second way when I saw this piece of dark green canvas. Started stitching last night.









Look! our new car. Now all we need is a name. Color is Cocoa Pearl. Was lovely listening to our Italian salesman say the color name.







New chair purchased at antique show for the cat. That's right. We bought a chair just for the cat.



Happy Spring everyone! Hopefully a few days of sunshine here and the area will be looking like it. Right now we're still kind of blah.

Woodlawn Again

Third time I've been this month. Funny how you end up seeing new things every time. There are over 600 pieces to view, so I guess that makes sense.

We were a slightly rowdy group of eleven. Kind of split up. Lots of people there this morning including two other sizable groups. Some people apparently feel overwhelmed when confronted with all that evidence of finished stitching. Me, I just feel inspired.
I'm back to planning what to enter next year.

At In Stitches, I kitted up, for the second time in a few days, the Laura J Perin freebie "Grandmother's Flower Boxes." LOL Once wasn't enough. Apparently I must be thinking of presents. It's a small piece - only 77 x 77 stitches so I don't think I'll have a problem stitching it twice. One version on pewter, second one on dark green canvas.

I know I owe photos here.

Will remedy tomorrow or Saturday.

Ah Bureaucracy!

Yesterday I was rudely reminded of times past (or the VA DMV!) when I attempted to do something that should be simple and straightforward and run smack dab into unexpected rules. I went to the base to register the new car and get DoD decal. I checked online for requirements and hours they do registration having learned from past experiences. But no where online did they say to check the expiration date on your ID. Because mine expires this summer, I can't do the registration until I get a new ID card. The lovely woman cannot tell me exactly what I need for renewing ID. As it's been a few years since I've done this, I'm fuzzy on the details. Head across the base to the ID card section. Only to confirm what I suspected. Without my "sponsor" I need my Power of Attorney. The man at the ID section is extremely patronizing. I was just trying to explain to him that I had left home with no intention of finding myself at the ID section. Blah. People can be mean.

This means I have to do this return trip again on Friday as it would be nice to have the car registered as we are soon taking a mini-trip.

Can't go today as I am meeting friends at Woodlawn for the Show and lunch. This is my regular Thursday stitching group. Wonderful ladies. We'll have a blast. Hope we aren't so loud as to get kicked out. I assume a stop at In Stitches in Alexandria is also in order. Those ladies should have been warned...

Further Research

Wow. Anyone with any info online at SECINFO?

Seems that because the law didn't change until 2007, the SS#s of many people remain online. Unless the person requests a redaction.

Sometimes you have to wonder. This is why I routinely google search our names. Not just for the fun jolt of seeing who shares our name. But to make sure there is not anything out there, that doesn't belong out there.

Looking For

I was looking for an old family friend. Just poking around the net trying to see what had happened to him.

And quite by accident I have stumbled onto a website with a court case. And the two parties involved in the lawsuit have their social security numbers right there out in the open. The case is from 8 years ago. I don't even know if this is the family friend, I suspect not, because the SS # looks like it originates in California.

I have absolutely no idea what to do.

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Had a lovely day yesterday with my friend in the demo room at Woodlawn. Saw lots of people. Didn't even matter that it wasn't sunny outside. Only 3 more days till the official start of spring and the blossoming are woefully behind here. Usually the tulip magnolias and daffodils are in bloom at Woodlawn. Right now there's just a few crocuses showing themselves. And the forsythia started blooming last week. I think a few days of warm weather and everything will explode forth with color.

This also means for anyone planning, that the cherry blossoms will be bit behind normal. Will try again this year for sunset pictures to match the sunrise ones I took a few years back. This time definitely taking the metro...

Not sure exactly what this means - the end of Dimensions altogether? Anyone know more?

Ummmm

I was trying to print a free pattern from the Laura J. Perin Designs website. I swear I hit current page. But I'm getting oh so much more. Some are better quality than others. I don't understand this. OOPS. I know I've made my printer quit in the middle of a page. Cancel print job, please.

We didn't have anything better to do this weekend, so we bought a new car?

I need the sun to come out so I can take a decent photo. It is a chocolate brown Avalon. All nice and shiny and comfy enough to stitch in. Will try this out next weekend as we are going to West Point for a day. See some friends. Eat decent Mexican food at this place we know. Poke around old haunts. DH is giving a guest lecture.

But I will admit to sitting in my Honda with tears in my eyes. I drove it to the dealership today. A stripped down version of its former self. Minus the college stickers. Minus the Red Sox sticker. Minus the four teeny Beanie Babies that represent my family. Minus the Go Army, beat Navy blanket. Minus the hatchet and 550 cord that remained in the car from a camping trip and have been used on occasion. Minus the tons of maps. Minus the menu to Reins Deli in CT. Minus the menu to the Peking Cafe in Annandale. Minus the plastic tic-tac-toe game. Minus all the music and sunglasses and ice scrapers. My poor car is probably feel cold and lonely and abandoned right now. I hope someone nice comes along and adopts it. I'm sure they'll love it as much as we did.