This wretchedly small amount of stitching is all I've accomplished thus far this week.
Wednesday, March 30, 2022
Monday, March 28, 2022
The root canal wasn't going to let me get away easily.
At about 3 a.m. Saturday morning, I was awakened by my tooth throbbing in unison with my heartbeat. This is not a good sign. So, after getting in touch with the dentist's emergency number later Saturday morning, I was armed with antibiotics and pain killers.
The antibiotics seem to be doing their job, but I have to tell you, the pain killers killed the pain and then some. Nothing hurt, not even any of my arthritic joints.
But there was fog, a deep mental fog that kept me from doing much of anything that involved thought or intentional actions. Napping was good. I could nap. I could nap sitting straight up in my chair. I did, actually.
But, my plan was to put something together. Dearly Beloved felt I should perhaps not fling a rotary cutter around, and since my eyes weren't focusing all that well, I had to agree.
I'm more than a little hypersensitive to pain meds, as if you couldn't tell.
So, I lost Saturday. I lost Sunday. I decided to try to go without any pain meds today, and I've managed to do all the Domestic Diva stuff I didn't do over the weekend.
I am very happy that I'm getting back to normal, because this lovely thing arrived in today's mail:
Friday, March 25, 2022
I survived the early hour, the rush hour traffic, and Phase One of the root canal. Apparently, I clenched my jaw, which I didn't know you could do when your mouth is hanging wide open. This means that the tooth and gum don't hurt, but I feel like somebody socked me in the jaw.
And, since I was afraid I would oversleep, I woke up every hour on the hour throughout the night, so I am weary. I did try to take a nap when I got home, but spent time dozing and jerking awake for a couple of hours. That isn't very restful at all.
Based on this, I do not believe it would be a good idea to stitch on anything that requires thought. Actually, I could pull out an ancient needlepoint canvas that requires only a basketweave background and putter with that, but at the moment, I'm grouchy and grumpy and should probably not thread a needle.
Last night, though, I did finish the band I had been working on:
And I got most of the dividing row on the next band stitched:
I think it's time to work on something else, and I believe that I may start the finishing work on Carmen's Etui tomorrow.
After a decent night's sleep, hopefully.
Thursday, March 24, 2022
I have done several bazillion teeny tiny cross stitches over one thread in the last two days.
Wednesday, March 23, 2022
I'm slowly emerging from my Daylight Savings Time jet lag foggy feeling. I tend to feel a lot better on Standard Time, but I do eventually adjust somewhat to DST. It just takes awhile . . .
You may have noticed that blogging has been sporadic. So has my stitching. Again, I've realized that I'm in a weird loop. If I want to blog, I have to stitch. If I don't stitch, I can't blog. So . . . I'm trying to get back into that routine.
There has been a wee bit of needlework. I finished the top for the Mountmellick Scissors Case that I found in the stash, and it's now been mounted on top of the wooden case.
I'm going to see what trouble I can get into with my needle this afternoon. We have an EGA meeting this evening, but we also have the potential for bad storms, so I'm watching the weather and we'll see if that happens. Some of our members have lengthy drives to make to get to a meeting, and it looks like th second wave of storms may hit right at drive time.
Always something . . .
Saturday, March 19, 2022
I have been afflicted by a bad case of the blahs for the last couple of days. I think part is because we planned to visit Mother yesterday, but there's been another breakthrough case of Covid at her residence, so they are limiting visitors.
I may be suffering a bad case of pandemic fatigue.
I did read two books in two days--both John Sandford Prey novels, which are fast reads anyway. And good escapism. I'd read them before, but it's been years, so they were like new.
And there has been a minimal amount of stitching.
My little purple flowers have bigger petals now. Naturally, I ran out of thread before I got the last two stitched.
I think I'm going to stitch those petals, then rummage around and see what appeals to me for the afternoon.
I may read another book.
Wednesday, March 16, 2022
I thought, being a Lady of Leisure, that changing to Daylight Savings Time would be a non-event this year. After all, I don't have to get up an hour earlier to go to work--so why should the time change have any effect at all?
Well, it does. The light is wrong when I wake up. I know that sounds weird, but it throws off my whole day. I'm sure a lot of it has to do with stitching when the light is at its best. Since it isn't when I get up, I do other stuff and the next thing I know, I've puttered a chunk of the morning away.
My plan was to get the needle lace for Harmony's first panel finished this week and to assemble Carmen's Etui. Instead, I decided that maybe I should do things that don't require quite as much focus, like organizing and sorting out my stash.
And I discovered another reason to keep on blogging. It gives me a way to know when I started or worked on a project.
In sorting through things that have been stashed in bins for decades--seriously, decades--I found things I forgot I had. And then I found something I forgot I worked on.
It's a Rae Iverson design for a needle case. It's done except for the detached buttonhole petals for the center flower.
Did I take this as a class? Did I buy the kit somewhere? And where was I when I bought it?
I know I worked on it because at one time it was attached to scroll frames. It has the remnants of the blue thread I generally use to sew linen to the frame tapes. But why did I stop before finishing the flower?
The only reasonable explanation is that I needed to turn the work the petals, easier to do off the frame. But why didn't I go ahead and do them?
It's a mystery.
Meanwhile, since I still feel the need to stitch, I've been making teeny tiny little cross stitches over one thread on Behold Thy Beauty. I'm not sure you can see them--they're a very light purple thread--but they're there.
Sunday, March 13, 2022
The Canada goose is a majestic creature in flight. However, on the ground, it is a disgusting and messy beast who leaves indications of its passing with just about every step. Those indications are a slimy shade of green, which in this house, is known as goose poop green.
I mention this because I've spent the day filling in the rest of the goose poop green on this band of Hannah Thornbush. It is Sampler Sunday, after all, and I've abandoned her on the last few Sundays.
I need to cover a couple of leaves and the strawberries with detached buttonhole, but I think I've done enough for today. That will be next week's endeavor, and then I can finally turn the scroll rods and start another band.
Friday, March 11, 2022
When I went to bed last night, I planned to start putting Carmen's Etui together when I got up today.
Then I slept late, much later than I usually do, even as a Lady of Leisure. And that threw my whole day off, plus I had an online lecture that I had signed up for that was being broadcast in the early afternoon.
By the time it ended, I needed to do some Domestic Diva stuff, and by the time that was over, the last thing I could do was assembling anything. Actually, I just wanted to veg in front of the TV with some easy stitching.
So the basic vines are stitched for this panel of Behold Thy Beauty:
Didn't even need to look at the chart, just stitch, just what my brain was capable of.
Now, of course, I have to embellish the vines with flowers and leaves, which may be just a wee bit more involving than simple repetition. I think I'll look at the design and see how much counting and thinking I'd need to do.
Or I could take my book and stretch out under my nice comfy blankets in my nice comfy bed. That actually sounds pretty good.
Thursday, March 10, 2022
Wednesday, March 9, 2022
I showed you the beginning of the Cylinder Needlecase from the class I took from Catherine Theron. There's a little more stitching on it now, and it's going into the schedule when I get back to the schedule.
There were a few days between the first class I took and the second, so I spent some time in the stitching room and worked on Hannah Thornbush.
I filled in leaves and stems. I spent way more time on them than I wanted to, and I'm not particularly happy with the way my satin looks in those spots. At the moment, I'm debating whether to rip them out and re-stitch, or assume that what I'm looking at can't be seen from the back of a galloping horse and leave them alone. I think I'll wait until Sampler Sunday and decide then.
The last two days of the getaway were spent taking a new class from Jackie du Plessis.
Tuesday, March 8, 2022
The plan was to blog just about every day while I was gone. The plan didn't happen, mainly because there were things going on, places to go, people to see--and seeing people that I generally see only once a year is one of the most important reasons I go to this event.
However, Baby Girl and I took off on an expedition of our own one day. I've wanted her to visit Agecroft Hall in Richmond since the group took a tour a number of years ago. This year we had a chance to go and to see some of the textiles in their collection, so I signed us up and off we went.
Agecroft is a Tudor home that was purchased by a real estate tycoon who had it disassembled and transported from the UK to the US. It was originally planned to be the centerpiece of the development of exclusive homes he was creating a hundred years ago. Sadly, he died a year after Agecroft was restored, and most of the homes in the development were constructed in Colonial Revival style (guess what--Colonial Williamsburg was being restored at the same time!). However, the grand house is still the centerpiece of the development, and, according to family wishes, was open as a museum after its time as a family home had ended.
Due to a special arrangement, thanks to Catherine Jordan, we had an opportunity to see some of the textiles in their collection.
I like stitching sweet bags, although I haven't made any in the last few years: