I'm up, showered, caffeinated, and ready to go stitch at Miss Jane's church. We will be, alas, sans Miss Jane today, but Miss Charlene will provide adequate supervision I'm sure.
'Scuse the lighting...here is a little update on Red Velvet Cake:
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Have I mentioned that this is truly a delightful stitch? Silk through Picture This Plus fabric....sheer bliss.
I am desperately hoping for a stitchy, swimmy, footbally kind of day today. It is supposed to be warm and sunny, so I intend to get into that pool and do the Happy Manatee thing for a bit before kick-off. Notre Dame plays Boston College and I'm sure there are a few dozen other games that might flick across the screen at CS2.
(You know, methinks we are all missing an enormous franchise opportunity. Why not create a sports bar/needlework shop combo with hundreds of big screens, a bar with cold and hot bevvies, and a needlework shop stocked with every needlepoint, crewel, counted canvas, cross stitch, and embroidery supply imaginable!? Big comfy chairs all around and good lights. And chicken wings! We've got to have lots and lots of chicken wings! And our little four-legged companions could come too, and the dress code would be "eh...whatever" and it would be open 24/7 and run specials and parties and retreats and never ever never ever run out of damn good or Thread Heaven.)
(pause for reaction)
OK, maybe not.
The Spinster Stitcher Saturday of Bliss is underway, Dearies. I do, however, want to take a minute to say a heartfelt thank you for indulging and guiding my poor tender heart through this whirlwind romance. It is totally nuts, fraught with peril, and will probably end in utter disaster, but I promise you that if it does I will do my copius weeping behind closed doors. I am just enjoying it moment by moment, but I promise you to try to get my head about me in a minute or two. I suppose that I have been walking around in a daze because this really did come out of left field and is an enormously welcome distraction after the events of the last year and a half or so, but I know that I will eventually have to start acting like a grownup and be careful. But for now, I'm slapping on the mascara and holding hands and loving the companionship and enjoying the ride.
So that's it for now. Here's hoping that your weekend is off to a lovely, wonderful, perfectly perfect in every way kind of start. If you do something fun...you know who to come tell about it!