Run by Coni - A portly, loveable, and somewhat disheveled spinster who loves to stitch and who toils in vain to meet every whim of a fussy little dog who insists on wearing a silk smoking jacket and cravat.
So I sent it on its way last night, had a good long sleep, and am just finishing my second cup of damn good. I'm going to take a dip, have a nice cool shower, and hit the Happy Chair with iced tea and stitching for the duration.
Not much to report stitchy-wise, Dearies. My progress on Plum Pudding has been minimal. I am still loving it...just haven't been able to access the turbo button on my needle.
It is beastly out there, kids, so please be careful if you're out in it today. I am taking all precautions and also minding my fluids, so please don't fret for me.
Happy Saturday to one and all! I hope you get to do whatever your lovely hearts desire today! Come tell me all about it!
I had ants in my pants today for some reason. I suspect it's because I slept through the alarm and ended up having to rush through my morning routine, which means I didn't get all of my wiggles out before chair time.
Four hours later and I'm home and back in the Happy Chair armed with my Friday treat and JB Magoo asking what's for dinner.
(Answer: salmon, roasted brussel sprouts with shallots, and garlic parmesan rice.)
I'm making good progress on Plum Pudding and am looking forward to a nice cool indoor weekend of stitching on it. I keep waiting to pick it up and think "Eh...not so much today", but it is still blowing my big girl skirt right up!
After Dr. Melfi yesterday, I made a quick trip to the library to re-stack my bedside pile. As I was checking out, right there on the computer screen was a notice for a Learn to Cross Stitch class, and lo and behold it was happening right at that very time and in that very library! So I high-tailed it to the classroom to peek, and it was full of kids being taught by my former Guild sisters!
I was going to make a run for it, because I broke out into the ugly cry because I was so delighted to see them, but one saw me and waved me in, so I spent a few minutes watching and listening and then looking at the kids' progress.
(But I was sad for the rest of the night because belonging to those guilds was such a joy in my life that I miss terribly.)
We're heading into the weekend like a herd of turtles, Dearies! Please, please, please, be safe and careful if you are facing inclement weather. Several of my pod mates are in the hospital due to heat, and I think I heard that the USA Gulf Coast is bracing for a hurricane.
So that's the report for now! I hope your needles or diamond painting pens or colored pencils or crochet hooks are flying! Come tell me all about it!
Jersey Boy Magoo and I decided to attend a program over on campus this July that focuses on four films and a specific aspect of each.
Last night's lecture, film, and discussion after was:
It was wonderful! The theme of the evening was cinematography, and we learned all about the history of it, lenses, angles, aspect ratios, and how shooting something in a specific way can change the entire look, feel, and meaning of a scene.
It was a bit of a long night after a long hard day in the d-chair, but so very worth it.
Next week the movie is "Rushmore", and I think the theme is mise en scene. Not sure what this means, exactly, but I'm sure to find out!
So here is where I get weepy and send a very special thank you to my friend Miss Heritage Hall. After the no good very rotten awfully bad terrible day I had yesterday, she left a comment about an executive order that President Trump signed yesterday. It is a three-pronged approach to address people with end stage renal failure! I only read the high points, but it really did give me a bit of hope. Thank you, dear friend. You always know exactly what to say and how to say it to make everything better.
(But I did get the beejeebers scared out of me. Did you know that 50% of patients on dialysis die within five years of being on it?! This is not a statistic they have ever shared with me.)
(Boy, do I need to get that transplant!)
Happy Thursday, Dearies! I'm off to Dr. Melfi, the library, and the pool...maybe. In between, I'm hoping for a little stitching and interweb surfing. Do something stitchy today if you can and cone tell me all about it!
I'm drinking an iced coffee the size of my head, if that's any indication of how things are going today.
Damn, drat, and phooey. It. Is. Hot.
(And we all know how much this big girl loves hot and humid.)
My hair is deranged, the front of my old lady t-shirt is soaked through, and my carefully applied GoldBond cooling powder has turned to kindergarten paste in my nether regions.
To top it off, I gained almost seven pounds since Monday despite eating like a nun on an organic kale farm and swimming for almost AN ENTIRE FREAKING HOUR in the swimming pool yesterday.
This would have been just another Wednesday were it not for the fact that the needles hurt so bad I bawled my eyes out and then one of the nurses questioned my effort in trying to get a transplant....as if going through this three times a week is preferable to eating the occasional salad.
Oey, I tell ya! Oey!
If Stewey were here, he'd lead me to the big girl sleigh bed, pat me gently, and tuck me in for a lovely snoozy nap...smelling of baby shampoo and feeling as soft as a little sophisticated chinchilla.
Alas, I am left to my own comfort, it would seem, so methinks a little Plum Pudding, several more ounces of this delicious cold brew concoction, and a cold cloth on my head will just have to do the trick.
Speaking of Miss P...here she is in all her glory thus far:
The Bitsy Bob Cutie was a gift from my sister...she picked up on my growing addiction to them and surprised me with a little stitchy kindness. If you don't know what a Bitsy Bob is, go visit Miss Kelly on the Etsy at That's So Kelly Co (or just do a Google for Bitsy Bob).
OK, enough kvetching, Dearies. Thank you for the vent. If your corner of the world is sweltering, please look after yourselves and all the critters around you...and if you have to be out in this working...God keep you safe! Do something cool and come tell me all about it!