Well, I didn’t do too badly with the March goals. I did everything but two. I’m not quite near to finished with Christmas Flourishes, but I might get there this month. And instead of starting Chatelaine’s Rose Lights, I started the Hawaiian Mandala instead. So, with that in mind, my goals for April are:
1.) Finish the first page of the Hawaiian Mandala except for the beading.
2.) Finish Dust Bunnies.
3.) Start next oldest project from my stash.
4.) Continue stitching on Cirque des Cercles.
5.) Continue stitching on Christmas Flourishes.
6.) Finish at least 3 patterns on the Beatrix Potter Quaker.
7.) Finish learning the stitches necessary to start knitting my beaded scarf.
Here are some updates of my current projects, and then we’ll do a Road Rash update.
The BP Quaker is coming right along. I am really enjoying stitching on this. Very relaxing.
And Dust Bunnies. I’m not sure exactly how many UFOs I need to remove from my stash before my sister will let me go shopping again (Isn’t it supposed to be the husband who restricts the size of one’s stash?), but every little bit helps. Besides, this is really cute. 🙂
And as for Road Rash…
The pupils of his eyes are no longer tiny little pinpricks, but the right side is still messed up. I don’t know if he can see light and shadow or if it was coincidence, but when I carried him out of the back room Monday, he turned his head towards a sunlight-brightened window. Might be progress. Might be wishful thinking. It’s really too early to tell.
Today is his first day of painkillers being given every other day, so none for him this morning. He’s taking it pretty well, so long as no one tries to move or feed him. He won’t eat on his own, but he’s getting really fed up with that slurry syringe.
We’ve gone bad nurse/good nurse on him. I’m the good nurse. I hold and cuddle him while all the bad stuff happens, tell him he’s a good boy, and wipe him down with a warm, wet cloth when it’s all over. So long as we don’t touch his nose, he really likes that part; probably reminds him of mom.
Robin is the bad nurse. She wields the unending tide of foul-tasting medicine and slurry-filled syringes.
Someday vengeance will be his.