Petey

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Yes, it's really me

With a new attitude.  For now.  We'll see how it goes, no promises.

Eyelet stitches create interest in a marking sampler, a break from the standard alphabet.  But I don't like stitching them all the way to Z.  I considered changing the dividing band to rice or regular but I resisted.  I'm following the chart.  That hurt a little to say.  

I can't reply to you Pam and I'm sorry I can't help with the linen.  I know it's natural, raw, unbleached, but depending on the maker, they are all different.  This is medium to light natural.

And for some reason I am getting a "whoops" error message when trying to comment on blogs.  My second attempt claims it was posted but I don't see it.  I am also not getting all emails.  My laptop died and I don't have all the settings on my tablet chosen.  So different from a computer and I will be buying another.  The Lenovo with its erratic touchpad was given to a friend rather than thrown out the window.  See?  New attitude.

Hope your week went well.

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Well I'll bee

It's not a bee.  Flitting from flower to flower I assumed it was, but this is a fly.  Solid shiny black, smaller than a carpenter bee, a bit smaller than a bumblebee.  It doesn't hover as bees do, flies like a fly, looks like a fly, acts like a bee.  Never saw a butt this size or one that loves flowers like this guy.  In all the years my big butt has been sitting outside,  I've never seen one.

You can get so excited over the littlest things during a pandemic.  Flies with big butts.

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Colors of Hannah

As charted!  That's new for me but so far, nothing I would change.  Almost switched the 642 which is close to the linen color but decided to be mellow and accept it.  Chart calls for Ale but I am happy with this lighter unbleached. 

Index finger is numb today so progress is stalled. 

Have a great day folks.  

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Oh Michael

You're killing me.  I decided to order online for an in store pickup at the Ohio store and found it in stock.  Not only in Niles, but also in Hermitage (my store).  Why didn't I find it?  So I put it in the cart along with several others I needed for these projects, and went to pick them up this afternoon.  Of course, there was one I failed to order and had to look for it myself.  On closer inspection, I found more reasons why it's so difficult to get what I need. 

I assumed these bins were a different type of floss since they are minus the color number.  Nope.  There is another section marked 56 cents (they are 62), no identifying color numbers, not specialty thread, standard cotton DMC.  In no order.  You have to crunch down (literally as that was the sound my body was making) and with magnifiers to find the color number on the label.   Maybe these bins were for a metallic or variegated at some point, but I didn't see anything by good ol' cotton.

Then there's this area.

And this one with random numbers and no bin tags at all.

So from now on, I will order online and have them search.  They found my colors, so they must have a secret system not shared with customers.  I am grateful for that, because I have all the colors I need for all the projects.  Sure I do.  There's always that one, isn't there?

I need a nap.

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Start #1

Stacy Nash Hannah Jenkinson, without the gorgeous 3830.  Neither Michael's nor JoAnn's has this so I will make a trip to HL in a day or two while working the other threads. The linen is 28 as suggested, a natural tan, and the threads are fabulous.  I ordered a piece of PTP Faun and I hope I like it, waiting for Wren and Vellum to be restocked.  Ann will be done on Flax.  There are so many motifs and elements to her and I think a mottled linen would be too busy and take away from the design.  

This made it easier for me to see if I had any workable fabric.  I listed 30, 32, and 35/36 required size for each sampler and checked the count bags for anything that would work.  Now why haven't I done this before?  So much quicker and much less mess.

We're past the half way mark of August.  Hard to believe, and I ain't happy.

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