In my part of the world we say you are a fool if your passion for a pursuit overcomes all practical sense. I am a stitching fool, and I stitch foolishness.

Saturday, January 19, 2019


I stitched a lot last week-end.  A lot. To the point that my elbow started to hurt. A lot. It even woke me up in the middle of the night.

So, on Monday when I went to the doctor to get a shot in my wonky knee, I mentioned this. And the doctor started to bend and twist and poke and prod, and he hit a spot that made me break the current high jump record.

Without a pole.

From a seated position.

He diagnosed the problem as a repetitive motion injury and I was told to use ice and stop doing what I was doing until it stops hurting.

So I haven't stitched this week and probably won't next week either.

I should probably stop bending my arm to see if my elbow is still hurting.

That  may be counterproductive.

Wednesday, January 9, 2019

Drive by post

Right now I'm working on a project that I can't talk about. The designer has asked that I not post pictures of her projects or discuss her classes on the blog, and I am honoring her request.

This makes the blog more than a little dull. I had thought that I would maybe I would just work on the design one night a week or alternate with something else--but that gets to be too much like a rotation or schedule.

And I have resolved to have no rotations or schedules this year.

When the Stitcher's ADD kicks in--I'll be back!

Sunday, January 6, 2019

This mad social whirl

It's a good thing I resolved to stitch at least five minutes a day and didn't require more.  This is all I've had time to do in the New Year--and if this is a portent of things to come, my stitching for 2019 is in trouble.

There is now detached buttonhole on the two circles, and I've started the buttonhole worked over the satin stitch in the central tulip.

That's it.


Wednesday: Sampler Guild--I count that as stitching even when I don't thread a needle, just for inspiration

Thursday: Most of what you see above

Friday:  Belated New Year's Eve party. The host, after complaining to all and sundry that his wife's traditional Christmas Eve chili had upset his tummy--and refusing to see a doctor after three days of discomfort--ended up in the hospital with a ruptured appendix. After a day in ICU and a week in the hospital, he was sent home--and decided we were going to have a party. So we did. It ended early.

Saturday: We visited Mother yesterday. She finally seems to be adjusting and ate more yesterday at lunch than I've seen her eat in the last couple of months. She did remember that she was supposed to know us, so that was good, too.

And that brings us to today. As soon as I hit publish, we are going to get ourselves all gussied up so we can attend a 50th wedding anniversary reception. It is just slightly bothering me that we're friends with people old enough to have a 50th wedding anniversary--the last 50th I attended was my grandparents and they were OLD.

Hmmm, apparently, I am, too.

Tuesday, January 1, 2019

Happy New Year!

I did not make it to midnight last night, so the ceremonial dumping of the ort jar occurred around eleven. It is now completely empty, waiting for this year's bits of thread from whatever I decided to work on.

I've been thinking a lot about my stitching plans for 2019 and have made the following resolutions:

  • I resolve to stitch at least five minutes every day.
  • I resolve to make no lists, set no goals, but to stitch on whatever makes me happy at that moment.
  • I resolve that there will be no rotations of any sort. I fail at them anyway, so why bother?
I was thinking about the annual New Start on New Year's Day, but then decided I would have a New Restart on New Year's Day.

And so, today, I have released Hannah Thornbush from her pillowcase and will restart her.

Here is where she is at the moment:

I went through the stitching basket yesterday and pulled out some things that I'm not feeling the love for and stashed them away. Then I went puttering around in the stash and pulled out some things that I was drawn to, brought them downstairs, and added them to the basket. I don't know when or if I'll work on any of them, but I'll have things handy when I feel like making a change.

Can I tell you how liberating it is to go into the year with no lists, no feelings that I "have" to finish anything? I may be getting over that first-born-girl-child streak of perfectionism and need for control, finally, at this advanced age!

Monday, December 31, 2018

Final Finishes of the Year

I've had some time off--I may have mentioned that--and I've been putting things together--which means that I have two final finishes for the year.

All the bits and pieces of the Shady Bower/May Your Hands set from Tricia Nguyen are complete! It's taken years and years, from the time I started the stitching until the final finishing, but it's done.

The four pieces I've finished in the last three days.

The strawberry emery, which has no emery. I've fooled with emery before, and it likes to escape, and it makes a mess, and it's hard to clean up. Since this is strictly decorative, it's just stuffed.

The inside of the needle book.

The inside of the scissors case (like, duh, there are scissors there!)

The inside of the pin pillow book, with a pretty thread winder.

It pretty much took forever to get all this assembled, since I ignored the directions for machine stitching and did them all by hand. In the process, I think I drew enough blood to supply a MASH unit. However, I felt like I had more control over the process, which means that I'll continue to use my hands rather than the sewing machine. And that means that I need to figure in what feels like as much time to assemble the smalls as it did to embroider them.

I also went back and finished the carrying bag for the Merry Cox Sweet Little Blossoms set, so I can call that a finished set, too.

I still have a day and a half before I go back to work to get into some kind of needlework trouble. I believe I'm going to go stash diving and see what floats up.

Wednesday, December 26, 2018

Happy Boxing Day!

On the day after Christmas, I went back to work.

I have to work tomorrow, too, but then I have to burn off my last vacation days before the end of the year, so I'm taking Friday and Monday off--with New Year's and the week-end, that will give my five days in a row.

I could get used to that.

Anyway, I got Barbara Jackson's ornament for 2018 stitched yesterday.

Notice it is not put together.

It's going in with the last few years' ornaments. With any luck, they'll all be on next year's tree. Along with the ones I assembled this year, put in a very safe place, and didn't find until last night. At least I know where they are now.

Until I forget again.

Monday, December 24, 2018

Twas the night before Christmas

Or maybe late afternoon, and we are having a very good Christmas.

Our family get-together was Saturday, with food and presents and lots of laughter. The Saint and Baby Girl joined Dearly Beloved and me for the day. Baby Girl spent the night--more food and laughter. It was a lovely, lovely week-end.

And then, today, presents arrived!

All the way from England, a beautifully wrapped package.

Which contained this kit from the Crewel Work Company

The contents were presented beautifully.

And included a personalized note--nice touch!

It's to accompany these smaller, related kits, which had arrived in time for Saturday's festivities (so I opened them then!)

And, yes, I did order my own Christmas presents for under the tree since Dearly Beloved asked me to. He wanted to get me a project or projects and didn't know what I'd want, so asked me if I would mind ordering my own. Between his budget and my slush fund, I went just slightly berserk.

With working and cooking and cleaning and celebrating and recovering from celebrating, there hasn't been much time to stitch in the last few days.

But, I have put the thimble nest together for the Shady Bower/May Your Hands project.

And I decided this morning that I would spend today and tomorrow working on this year's ornament from Barbara Jackson for SNS.

We're having a quiet evening and plan for a quiet day tomorrow--so Merry Christmas and Happy Stitching!