Greetings folks. Everyone doing well? I'm sitting with a bag of frozen peas on my elevated foot. No big deal. It will hurt like hell for a few days and then get better, just as my oral surgery did. He asked why I am doing two minor surgeries so close and I explained that my insurance is changing 4/3 and I've been too busy with Carole the last six months to schedule anything. Cram it all in the last days! Still a few more things to take care of next week.
Spot. Spot spot spot. Why do I want to stitch something and then can't wait until it's done? Bored? Maybe because it's not a sampler? I don't know, but I am considering using Spot with a few motifs only. I have enough linen to stitch the entire design and it's certainly no big deal, but I am already thinking of stopping and making a pillow. Ornament. Pinkeep. Whatever the heck you call smalls that can hang with the best of them, lie in a bowl, play well with others, or be trapped in a frame. Wouldn't this be nice with tiny pom pom trim? I did the first cross left to right and will complete the stitches from top to bottom. Even though it's 40 count, the tension of my stitching is visible in places. Going in two directions corrects that for me. I was considering Fraktur Friends on 40 over two but I can see that the black background would not be as tight and dense as I'd like. Still haven't decided but something tells me I would end up stitching the friends only and not the other elements. I'll be working on Spot today and tomorrow, supposed to stay off the foot for a week but that won't happen.
The soapstone guy is finally coming out Friday to measure for the sink and counters. After being exciting about starting the kitchen so long ago, between the lack of craftsman around here and Carole's situation, I really lost interest. Mark thinks once the counters are in I will get with Dominic to finalize the details and regain interest.
Carole is having problems breathing again (in the morning) and she is complaining constantly, having no patience to heal and let the heart adjust. Just like with my mom, you love them, care for them, but at times you just want to smack them!! I would butterfly a flank steak, fill and roll with spinach, feta, pine nuts, bread crumbs (one of her favorites) and mom would eat like there was no tomorrow but never say it was good. It was OK but I should have used more feta, seared it longer, tied it better, glazed it more. Carole is the same. I probably am too! You see what drives you nuts in others, but when you step back and look at yourself from another's perspective, sometimes you're shocked.
Might be what happened to Nitzy. He thought he was being cool and another cat thought he was being a smart ass and cleaned his clock.
I was hoping for red, but they only had this style in black.
Closing in on the end of March already. Hard to believe that surgery was 4 weeks ago today.
Hope your week is going well.
Thanks for visiting.