The never ending sampler

I think we've all had at least one. 

 

 Whether it's boredom, a slump, continual errors, or a chore to stitch, some projects we want to be over just drag on.  Sally Fiske is an easy stitch, but I am so tired of needing to complete her, that it has become a necessary chore during a slump.  Double whammy.  Add to that being a crabass and it's a triple whammy.  Even though I am not feeling the love for the needle, Ann Spence 1801 in all her large glory, is on my mind.  Why would I ever consider another large project right now? Christmas projects may be a better choice. 

Bitchy for me is being nasty about a situation, crabby is being displeased and complaining about everything.  So naturally my stitching is affected too.  I think the car, kitchen, and computer are contributors.  The Windows CD is coming tomorrow and I will install the new hard drive too.  My car left yesterday and Carole is thrilled, filling it with Il Divo's magnificent music.  For me, I hate the new one.  No open trays or storage, very cramped.  My purse went on the passenger floor which left Mark with very little room.  If I bought instead of leased, I would have the option to change.  So I ate a tray of Keebler's Pecan Sandies and a bag of cashews.  So far.  What right do I have to be crabby about trivial things when so many are dealing with real issues?  The refugee situation is so heartbreaking and then what do I also think about?  The thousands of dogs and pets that were left behind to suffer.  I remember many years ago, watching the videos of people fleeing on trains and their dogs running alongside trying desperately to keep up but ultimately left behind.  So in addition to crabby, I'm also very emotional.  Who isn't??  Snap out of it!  Now that I wrote it down, maybe when I read it I will wise up. 

Still waiting for Dominic's final work but we decided to install the new dishwasher before the custom panel for its door is finished.  That metal contraption can break your arm if you're not careful.  Without the weight of the door panel, it won't stay open to load and snaps shut like a shark's jaw.  Bud got a new box from it.  He was ill from bites (Yellow Cat) and the infection is almost gone.  We are setting up the condos in the garage where their food will be dry and they will be safe all night.  Nitzy and Missy are actually going in there to eat which is a huge step.  Mark just checked on them and found Yellow Cat in the garage eating their food while they surrounded him with hair on end.

 

I just saw an ad on TV for Menopause the Musical play.  What's to sing about?  Did you ever break into song during the moods, flashes, weepies, nasties, and don't-touch-me moments?  I've yelled and screamed but never in tune.

 

Thanks for visiting.

 

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Correction

Damn.  I double checked it all and the chart was fine - until I saw it posted.  If you made a copy of either, do it again please.  The pumpkin was missing a few stitches and the word moon was not over enough.  Sorry!

 

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October Moon x 2

Both charts are posted under the FREE tab.  I stitched the smaller one and although the bird would look great in wool, it was a little too detailed for me to fuss with it right now.   Hope you like it.

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Preview

Greetings folks.  Worked on the smaller of the two charts and thought I might include some wool as many have been doing.  Instead of stitching the crow, I added black wool to try my hand at applique.  My first cut out isn't that great but I'll resize the chart in the copier and get a better outline. 

Here's what the piece looks like on unbleached linen with the wool.  Not sure which color thread to use, dark gold or black.  I still may stitch him but I really don't want to.  Yes, my desire to stitch is continuing to erode.  The larger design has "moon" down the right side with another larger pumpkin.  All I have to do is list the colors and symbols so it will definitely be ready by Sunday, maybe tomorrow. 

 

 

 

We stopped at Agway for Indian corn and holy crap.  Look at the size of this new hybrid!  The cob itself is 14" and they are much bigger than any I've ever seen.  Will wire them together for the front door which right now has the long neck gourds displayed. 

 Patti and I always joked that it looks like House of Gonads.  Since my neighbors don't get the primitive style and have no idea what's hanging on my door, I can see their interpretation.  Best remove them and hang the corn.  Wonder what they will think those giants represent.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That's all folks.  Will post the 2 charts this weekend and I'm sorry about the delay. 

 

 Have a great weekend.

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What the hell day is it?

Geez.  This isn't an October moon, it's a menomoon.  What happened?  This mood is new and dark, like I'm in a Bette Davis movie, sometimes Baby Jane and sometimes Sweet Charlotte. 

Between that and having the dizziness problem again, I haven't completed the chart.  Just the fricking moon on the fourth attempt.  I may just do the vine and a few leaf colors which would give you a good idea of the colors and such, and all may be for naught because you may not even like it.  I only took 1/4 of the Antivert so hopefully I will be able to stitch this evening. 

 

Tomorrow is my last day with my car and I'm hoping I'll be OK to drive.  My sister can't wait to get it and I will miss it so. I love that car, the liftgate window that opens, the comfort, the visibility.  The car I asked "what idiot would be seen in that color", and then bought two weeks and 57 hot flashes later, the car that allowed me to find it in the lots without missing a beat when rushing home to take care of mom, the car I took her to all her appointments in, for ice cream, the car I drove to her funeral.  Oh here we go!  Now the weepies are starting.  What the hell!!!!  Anyway, as expected, I leased the sunset color Escape with the chrome package that will be in tomorrow.  And as we passed the pearl white Forester on the road this morning, I had regrets.  Expected.  Nothing new.  Just the pattern of a person who lacks decisiveness.  That's why I asked for a six month lease but the shortest they offered was two years.  He snickered a little so I messed up papers on the bastard's desk when he left for a moment.

 

In other mundane news, no calls have been returned about computer repair so I am still cussing like a sailor (which I think is an insult to our Navy) every time I have to hit a key four times to register on the old one.  My sister is driving me nuts about the registration and plate transfer, new insurance, and basics of a car trade that she should be doing on her own.  My brother had to say goodbye to the kitten with the bad leg as it left for a shelter in Erie.  He took such good care of him for over two weeks and has always kept the stray that is "not right" for fear of others' abuse.  His Peanut was relentless in attacking and hurting this little guy so he had no choice.  My cousin in MN has progressed greatly in her dementia and may have to leave the wonderful facility and move to a mental facility.  So sad and upsetting.  So while Mark is golfing I will make a cup of coffee and relax outside.  Not in the swing though, I'm dizzy enough.  I bought mums to replace the summer flowers but they don't fool me.  My season is over and I'm crabby as hell.  Maybe a bad case of crabass sent me into the Bette roles. 

 

Enjoy your day

 

Thanks for putting up with me.

 

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Late!

Hello hello.  Unexpected happenings so the chart will be a little late.  I've also decided to stitch it first and correct errors.  Already did once and changed the moon and its colors.  I'll work on it this evening and have it for you Tuesday.  Promises, promises. 

 

Budman with the Bubble Gum petunia.

 

 

Patti LOVED fall decorating and white pumpkins.  These two items were hers, my little slice of Primitive Patti.  Hard to believe it's been months since her passing.

 

Have you ever seen a fawn growing antlers?  A fawn!!  He just lost his spots and he's sprouting on that sweet little head.

 

My landscaper will be back in a few weeks.  Since you enjoyed the view, I'll get one without his hat.  We've used his company for years and joke around, very nice guy.  I told him there was a contest between bloggers for the best looking landscaper and after accusing me of pimping him out, he laughed and agreed to pose.  I'll admit to him I just wanted to show him off.

 

Have a great day!

 

Be back in a few.

 

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