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.

Tuesday, February 1, 2022

Good Mail Day

 There are days when you don't know you're a stitcher unless something wonderful shows up in the mail.

Two lovely kits for projects in the next issue of Inspirations showed up today. Hopefully, the magazine won't be too far behind, but may be delayed with the continuing supply chain issues. However, I can still look at the beautiful materials, all carefully packed and presented.

And this may be the closest I get to stitching today. I was going to work on Harmony this morning, but the devil thread shredded before I got it through the eye of the needle. Hence, I have sugar scrubbed and hand creamed, rinse and repeat, until, hopefully, my hands will be smooth enough to work with it.

Then I had a call from the lady who cuts my hair to tell me she'd had a cancellation and did I want to get my hair cut.

Well, yes, indeed, I do, especially since my curls have turned into a fright wig. So I trekked across town, she came close to shaving my head (it is shorter than anticipated or requested, but I can live with it. Hair grows), and I trekked back with a stop at the grocery store for bread.

And now I've had a request to assist Dearly Beloved with a project. This means I need to hold something, or hand him something, or find something he needs and can't see even when it's right in front of him. I'm hoping this means he decides he wants to get take-out for dinner since whatever it is, it's going to mean a very late dinner if I have to cook after the project is completed.

So, no stitching for me today . . . 

1 comment:

  1. What lovely goodies , always makes a good day.
    You never fail to make me smile each day .
    Hope you had a nice take away.