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.

Thursday, April 2, 2015

Pretty Woman

My little Shepherdess is coming right along.

At the moment she reminds me of the china half dolls that are made into pincushions to adorn one's dressing table.

I've been trying to avoid becoming obsessed with making one of them, mainly because I know if I start with one, I'll have to have every single one ever designed. I have enough obsessions as it is. I don't need any more.

However, after seeing a friend's work at sampler guild last night, I'm wavering. She's been collecting antique and vintage pin cushion dolls for years. In fact, she used one of her half dolls as the base for the design featured on the cover of SANQ recently, and it was beautiful.

Actually, if I could get my hands on the one Bobbie Chase designed for an EGA seminar a number of years ago, and the one Rae Iverson taught at her Arizona gathering, I would be a very happy camper.

Of course, I may be stitching from prison because I may have to murder one of my neighbors in the near future.

He is No Longer Married. He has purchased a Harley. While I understand the primordial allure of the basso profundo rumble of a Harley motor, I do not appreciate it at 5:15 a.m. when I have another 45 minutes of restful slumber available before my alarm clock starts yelling at me.

One of my other neighbors is in the restaurant business and rarely gets home before 2 in the morning. He, however, is very considerate of others. I never hear him come in. His problem is that he has only had two or three hours of sleep when the revving starts. I do believe he is more irritable about the situation than I am.

Actually, I think the crankiest is the couple with the fairly new baby who has problems sleeping as it is.

It has occurred to me that we may have a Murder on the Orient Express situation shaping up.


  1. So totally understandable about the Harley...basso profundo? I can add another adjective...try "uninterruptus". The neighbors two doors away have a His and Hers set of Harleys and can leave them idling like that...for thirty minutes or more. Can you believe that?
    Only OUR neighbours across the road...have fallen in love with the sound...and have purchased one of their own...citing great gas economy. Well, at least it doesn't run from 6:15 - 6:40am every morning...but I hear that their twenty-year-old son is looking into purchasing a USED Harley. That should only sound better...
    So classy...!
    Hang in there, Ann...summer always seems so short...this'll lengthen it up for you...!

  2. I have the Shepherdess in my stash too. So many things to Stitch!