The only thing that has seen the point of a needle this week is the third motif on the Spot Sampler.
I'd be surprised if you can see them, but there's a bunch of white stitches that have been worked in. I can't see them and I stitched them.
I would like to point out that it's very difficult to stitch off-white thread on off-white linen and see anything at all. This takes ghost stitches to a whole new level.
We had to go back to our old stomping grounds for a return trip to our dentist--we haven't found anyone we like here since we moved, and since our insurance won't cover anything beyond cleanings and check-ups twice a year, we may as well go back to the guy we like and trust.
However, apparently I decided to chew on my numbed lip at some point, and it's a little swollen. I don't think this is what bee-stung lips are supposed to look like. I look lopsided. I mentioned this to Dearly Beloved, who looked at me very seriously and said he couldn't tell any difference.
I think the next appointment that we need to make is with an ophthalmologist. For him.
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