Barbara

Barbara Schlater from Threads of Gold.

 

I added her to the ladder (two rungs left) and also considered a frame since an 8 x 10 standard will work fine.  I really like the ladder and it's a great way to display seasonal pieces without changing wall groupings.  I have a large drying rack somewhere and I think it may be another option for displaying unframed pieces. But. 

 

 

The frame really makes the sampler stand out, outlining and drawing attention to the design. I'm confused people.  I have preferred fringed or hemmed pieces for an earlier look ~ have I been wrong?  It's like someone turned me upside down! I guess one room can have the framed and another hemmed.

And what's with the bad photos?  Quite a few have a mottled pattern of greens.  Maybe it's time for a new camera.  Good grief.  Another decision.  I'm embarrassed to admit that the kitchen cabinets are stalled.  Again.  Every time I get a little done, I see too much yellow, too much green, and although mid-toned, too dark.  Because my kitchen is open to the family room, the trim will be the same color.  So difficult when one side is dark with a north window and the other end with west sunlight.  Changes everything. I really don't want two paint colors in this small area.  So I will look through charts for the next project and let my mind clear of colors for a day or two.

 

Be back this evening with the winner. 
Thanks for visiting.

 

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You asked

the Budman answers.

Hi folks!  A week ago at this time, I was close to that bridge. 

Sick as I was, I still remember being shoved into a jail box, put into this large bright yellow cubical on wheels, and feeling like I was moving but I wasn't.  Weird.  Weak as I was, I had enough energy to let out an awful sound that no one heard before.  I continued as my jail box was carried into a room with lots of other prisoners.  People came to look into my cell and that big lady that feeds me told them I was sick and to leave me alone.  She's not always nice.  My cell was carried to a table and I refused to cooperate.  I made them turn the cell upside down and I still held on tight.  I don't even want to tell you where he stuck things, and then he took it out and kept looking at it saying wow!  Hopefully I won't ever go there again. 

 

 

After losing a few pounds and being held down twice a day to get bad tasting crap squirted into my mouth, I'm feeling pretty good.  I'm enjoying the fresh air and freedom, but I'm still getting sympathy and allowed to nap in the house.

 

 

 

 

  My girlfriend and I are still together and she was by my side, helping me through.  We make out a lot.

  

Our son on the other hand, was his usual pain in the ass.  He's so wild and goofy.  But he is good for dusting under the furniture.

The big lady told me how concerned you folks were and I appreciate that very much.  I'm still dirty as heck, but I'm eating and feeling like my old self.

 The big lady forgot I was in the house so I did a little investigating and found a large wood piece that has all this thread and stuff in boxes.  I thought it would be a good place for a nap.  When I heard her calling my name, I decided to stay put and let her think I was outside.  She gets confused a lot, can't make decisions, and can't remember a damn thing.  I was right.  She figured I was outside so I hunkered down and snoozed for a while.  When she opened the door to look through charts, she woke me, and I scared her.  That was fun!  I hear her yelling a lot, even when no one else is around, but this sound was new.  Kind of screechy if you ask me.  So right now I'm shacked up with my girlfriend and we're spending the night inside.  Seems there is an animal that is stealing water dishes including the big heavy stainless ones for the deer.  We think it may be a sick coon so the big one is making us stay in.  Just in case.
So to all you kind folks, thank you again for thinking of me during my illness. 
We'll keep in touch.
 

 

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Coming to the finish line

Just her last name and the second row of stitches in the border.  Not a great photo - the colors are wonderful in this piece.  The substituted cross for queen border worked out great, and I love her!

Three little pears are we...

and looking for a new home.  I planned on using the entries from the first giveaway, but you would have to go back and search for your name in the comments to make sure you entered.  We'll start over.  If you would like one of these pears, leave a comment with initials or name.  No need to choose one now, the winner can decide when notified.

Drawing Wednesday June 11 at 8pm EST.  As always, open to all!

I stress, therefore I shop

This is all coming out of Bud's allowance.

Six little aged pewter cups and a sweet old box with beautiful blue paint.

An old tall barstool for outside display, will probably be moved inside.

An out of round nicely turned old bowl with wide lip, traces of yellow paint,

 and BIG.

And of course.....

Bud is meowing a bit - never did before, and trying to bury or cover food and water.  He's starting to shy away from me because he hates having the liquid meds put in and a lot is being spit out regardless of cheek pouch, corner of mouth, back of throat, head tilted, or on the side position.  I had no trouble at all getting my donut down.

I'm closing in on Barbara's finish!

Another pear giveaway coming up.

 

Have a great weekend - thanks for your kind words and your visit.

 

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The love of a good woman

Guess who's making a comeback? 

After his girlfriend came in and stayed by his side,

looking like she was praying over him,

and spent the night with him,

 this morning he is alert, eating a little, and obviously feeling better.

Thanks to everyone for your concern and well wishes! 

The worst is over.

 

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