I've spent the entire afternoon stitching tiny green leaves.
Just three of them.
However, tonight I am going to work on something that has a blunt point. Dearly Beloved will be happy with that, since every time I stick myself, I jump and use inappropriate language (although when you stick yourself with a sharp implement, I think it's highly appropriate to express your displeasure). Apparently I startle him when I do this.
So tonight, I'll work on something else.
Or let my sore fingers have a chance to rest.
Great job.
ReplyDeleteI would have loved to be a fly on the wall .
Just to see your hubbies face ha.