From my bed of pain…

July 23, 2009

Once upon a time (oh, about 14 years ago), in a land far, far away (Arkansas), a lovely young woman was driving home from work. Because she was driving home to her handsome Prince Charming, naturally, she was doing all that driving off into the sunset. Which isn’t anywhere near as glamorous as it sounds, since anyone who has ever driving into the sunset knows, that sun is bright, below the visor, and you generally can’t see a darn thing on the the road (is there really even a road out there?) ahead of you.

Anyway, as she came to the road upon which her “castle” (read one-bedroom duplex, right next door to a crazy lady and her sixteen cats), she stopped to make the turn, waiting for traffic to pass and rolling down the carriage window in an effort to see something, anything out ahead of her (like more oncoming traffic headed for her at 40 mph and completely obscured by the brilliance of that blasted sun). When suddenly, the cacophony of screeching brakes behind her alerted her to the fact that she was about to be in an accident.

Flooring the gas pedal in a frantic effort to avoid the unavoidable, our lucky young heroine was fortunate enough to turn what could have been a really bad accident into a minor fender bender. Unfortunately, she also landed herself a really, really bad case of whiplash.

Now, flash forward 14 years….still married to Prince Charming, but no longer in Arkansas (or that duplex, thank the Maker), and the effects of that minor accident are still being felt. After spending that last week in so much pain that I couldn’t move, sleep, lie down, stand up, sit, work at the computer, work at cross stitch, wash dishes, do laundry, anything at all, I finally broke down and called the doctor. My appointment was this morning, and ended in my receiving a fistful of prescriptions, a bunch of x-rays, and enough painkillers that I finally got to sleep for about four hours, which is more than I’ve been able to do since last Friday.

I won’t know the results of the x-rays until next month. Hopefully, he’ll find something wrong with me that can be fixed.


July Finish

July 13, 2009

Just a quick post today. I’ve got schoolwork and real work waiting for me, but I wanted to post a few finishes first. The first is my square for the Fair and Square Summer Round. My partner has received it, so it’s now safe to show on here.

FS Summer Round 3

This is a Delft tile image, the pattern of which can be found in Reader’s Digest Big Book of Cross-Stitch Designs. I sort of modified the existing pattern to fit F&S’s size restrictions.

The second is my break from bigger projects. I couldn’t resist, although when I asked the hubby to come take a picture of it and he got his first look at it, he laughed and then said I wasn’t going to hang that anywhere in the house. It does not, he said, get to be my new motto.


It is, of course, Lizzie Kate’s Housework Never Killed. I changed a couple of the colors because…well, one because I didn’t have it and I wasn’t about to stop stitching just because it was 11pm and the local floss shop refuses to adopt a 24-hour schedule, my politely persistent requests notwithstanding, and the other because I just plain didn’t like it.

Now, I’m off to be productive in the real world! Woot! And I should hopefully get caught up on what exciting projects are consuming all the rest of you by this weekend. Double woot!

Mary Wigham

July 1, 2009

Well, I’ve been sucked into it. I did my best, valiantly fighting the near-gravitational pull of this beautiful Quaker until Olga came along, bless her heart, and quite cheerful pried my fingers from my last desperate hold on resisting temptation. “Nooooo!” I cried, but off I went anyway, flying headfirst into the heart of yet another beautiful project, as if I don’t have enough of them started already. (Is that even possible? To have too many WIPs?) And, as if that weren’t enough, she then emailed to let me know about a USA version of the European SAL. I made it onto the Mary Wigham USA SAL, but only just. I was, quite literally, the last one admitted and then it was full.

So, now I have to run around, gathering threads and finding that perfect fabric. All I really know is that I want to do it on black cloth with bright, bright cheerful colors: white, yellow, pale blue, hot pink, leaf green. I’m planning a trip to Silver Needle in Tulsa tomorrow, I think, and I’m going to match cloth to threads and see what looks good.

Unfortunately, this is the one part of cross stitching in which I’m severely handicapped. Believe it or not, I can’t see colors or patterns in my head. Most of the time, I figure I’m doing good if I leave the house dressed in something that doesn’t clash so badly that people actually stop and stare. It might very well be that once I get to the store and actually lay threads to fabric, that I wind up scraping the whole maverick idea of dark fabric and just do white fabric with traditional colors. We’ll just have to see. You know, I’ve always wanted to work with satin threads. Maybe this is the project…

Oh, and it’s that time of month again. July goals:

1.) 3 motifs on the BP quaker.

2.) 10 motifs on MW. 🙂 I gotta get caught up to everyone else.

3.) I want to finish the stitch work on Mirabilia’s Christmas Flourishes.

4.) and lastly, I want to get back on course with my schoolwork. I can’t finish this month, but I want to do a refresher read through of Courses 1-4 (approximately 50 chapters), and next month be back on track with the last and final Course 5.