Sunday, November 29, 2020

Last of the November Updates ~


I have found little time for creative endeavors, but have gotten a bit done.  With Thanksgiving and my son being home, it really cut in to my "me time".  Living alone, I should have lots of me time, but it doesn't seem to work that way.  Life can get in the way.

Here is the start of my Christmas decorating.  I wish it could all be this simple and understated 😉

I did finish Santa and Rudy 1892.  I'm so happy how this turned out and I think the X binding technique is just the perfect finish.

Stitching on 40 count linen is going slowly, but I am determined to finish it because I want to gift it before Christmas.  The sampler is just 3 3/4" wide.  
She is about half done.

My tree.  What can I say?  A scrappy little piece hooked entirely with worms so far . . . and not green.  This was not on my list!  The height of the triangle is 15 1/4".  

So here are what my October and November project lists look like.



Santa & Rudypattern to linen - hook - bind - label


Rebekah Smith turkey ~ pattern to freezer paper - pieces to wool - stitch  (maybe next year)

Stack 'O Jackspattern to freezer paper - pieces to wool - stitch


Bethia Fenshaw 1861 ~ stitch - attach to spool  

WIPs to finish

Hooked Santa ~ finish hooking - bind - label



Skinny turkey (old freebie by Robin Leuschen) ~ pattern to linen - hook - bind - label  (maybe next year)

Seasonal mat for wood box ~ design - hook - bind - label

Christmas themed mat for a stool topperdesign - hook - bind - label


Rebekah L. Smith pumpkins ~ stitch ~ 5 done and gifted


Little patriotic Santa ~ cross stitch - finish as ornament (?)

Christmas Folk ~ cross stitch - finish

As you can see, many things did not get finished ~ or even worked on.  Oh well, there is always tomorrow.  I will not have a December list.  I put enough pressure on myself trying to get my house decorated from top to bottom.  Hopefully I will find some time to finish my WIPs 😁

Thanksgiving was extra special having my Las Vegas son home.  I had to have him at the airport at 5am (and I did not go back to bed!!!  I am beginning to fade!!!) today and thankfully his flight was on schedule and he was home by 7:30am Pacific time.  I think they are a right handsome group.

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Friday, November 27, 2020

Gotcha ~

Welcome friends.  I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving!  Another holiday is history.  The upcoming Christmas season brings out the crazy in me and I will be meeting myself coming and going for a few weeks.  I am a glutton for punishment.  My own worst enemy.  I don't think I will ever learn . . . sigh.

Today is Molly's Gotcha Day.  The day she officially became a member of my family.  I'm not sure who rescued who, but she does bring great joy . . . when she and Ernestine are not fighting.  Here they are in the early days when they got along.

That one loooong grey whisker cracks me up.

"Mom.  Please get me outta here!"

But remember this . . .

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Tuesday, November 24, 2020

My Flock ~


Gobble, Gobble.  I'm not sure how I amassed so many turkeys but they are a fun collectible.  These are all in my dining room.  My dining room is not large, but there are 3 antique cupboards.  

On the pie safe . . . 

Papier mache turkeys on the stepback . . . 

Wax turkeys on the jelly cupboard . . .

My mom did beautiful ceramic work.  The turkey with babies is one of my absolute favorite pieces 💖

I leave you with a laugh . . .

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Sunday, November 22, 2020

Already Time for Another November Update ~


How can these days be flying by so quickly?  Thanksgiving in less than a week???  We will not even mention the "C" word until after the "T" holiday.

Two of myy three projects I worked on at the retreat are now all hooked, bound and labeled.

Christmas tree for my wooden drawer ~

Joy footstool mat will be gifted on Thanksgiving Day ~

Santa and Rudy 1892 ~ I am doing that fun X binding.  Two sides done, two to go.  It looks pretty wonky in the picture but don't think it is so much in person.

A new project is on the frame.  Not much has been accomplished . . . but thanks to Lynn for allowing me to steal, copy, borrow, use her idea for a scrappy-ish little tree.  I am hooking mine more "cats paw style" then "penny style".  I'm still deciding if it will be a green tree or something different.

I have also started the little Bethia sampler on 40 count linen, a first for me.  I have to be so careful ~ continually count and recount ~ but using my Ott light with magnifier it is doable.  I don't think I would want to attempt a larger sampler with this count.  Hopefully it will get a little easier as I get more comfortable with the high count.

I have given up the thought of hooking the skinny turkey or doing the Rebekah "stitching small" turkey.  Maybe next year . . . 😉

Do you enjoy Netflix?  We just watched The Queen's Gambit.  I absolutely loved it!!!  Only seven episodes in this limited series and most likely there will not be a season 2.  I know nothing about chess so I had no idea that was the subject matter of the series.  Whodda thunk a series about chess could be so engaging?  Makes me want to learn the game . . . in my spare time.

Today I am most thankful for FINALLY finishing cleaning my house.  Now we are not talking deep cleaning or such, just every day dusting and sweeping up of the dust bunnies.  I won't tell just how many weeks it has been since it was done.  (Of course, this does not include the wool room 😂)

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Thursday, November 19, 2020

Thursday Humor ~

The devil whispered to me, “I’m coming for you!”  I whispered back, “Bring pizza.”

Me:  (Sobbing my heart out, eyes were swollen, nose red)…”I can’t see you anymore.  I am not going to let you hurt me like this again!”
Trainer:   “It was a sit up.  You did one sit up. 

Having plans sounds like a good idea until you have to put on clothes and leave the house.
It’s weird being the same age as old people.
When I was a kid I wanted to be older…this is not what I expected.
Life is like a helicopter.  I don’t know how to operate a helicopter.
Chocolate is God’s way of telling us he likes us a little bit chubby.
It’s probably my age that tricks people into thinking I’m an adult.
Marriage Counselor:  “Your wife says you never buy her flowers.  Is that true?”
Him:  “To be honest, I never knew she sold flowers.”
Never sing in the shower!  Singing leads to dancing, dancing leads to slipping, and slipping leads to paramedics seeing you naked. 
So remember…Don’t sing!
My wife asked me to take her to one of those restaurants where they make the food right in front of you.  So I took her to Subway and that’s how the fight started. 
During the middle ages they celebrated the end of the plague with wine and orgies.  Does anyone know if there is anything planned when this one ends?
I don’t think the therapist is supposed to say “Wow,” that many times in your first session but here we are…
If 2020 was a math word-problem:  If you’re going down a river at 2 MPH and your canoe loses a wheel, how much pancake mix would you need to re-shingle your roof?
I see people about my age mountain climbing; I feel good getting my leg through my underwear without losing my balance.
We can all agree that in 2015 not a single person got the answer correct to, “Where do you see yourself 5 years from now?”
So if a cow doesn’t produce milk, is it a milk dud or an udder failure?
If you can’t think of a word say “I forgot the English word for it.”  That way people will think you’re bilingual instead of an idiot.
I’m at a place in my life where errands are starting to count as going out.
Coronacoaster Noun:  The ups and downs of a pandemic.  One day you’re loving your bubble, doing work outs, baking banana bread and going for long walks and the next you’re crying, drinking gin for breakfast and missing people you don’t even like.
I’m at that age where my mind still thinks I’m 29, my humor suggests I’m 12, while my body mostly keeps asking if I’m sure I’m not dead yet.
Don’t be worried about your smartphone or TV spying on you.  Your vacuum cleaner has been collecting dirt on you for years.
I’m getting tired of being part of a major historical event.
I don’t always go the extra mile, but when I do it’s because I missed my exit.
How many of us have looked around our family reunion and thought, “Well aren’t we just two clowns short of a circus?”
At what point can we just start using 2020 as profanity? As in:  “That’s a load of 2020.”  or “What in the 2020.” or “abso-2020-lutely.”
You don’t realize how old you are until you sit on the floor and then try to get back up.
We all get heavier as we get older, because there's a lot more information in our heads. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
This is the day dogs have been waiting for.  They realize their owners can’t leave the house and they get them 24/7. Dogs are rejoicing everywhere.  Cats are contemplating suicide.
If you are trying to impress me with your vehicle it better be a food truck.

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