Well I, for one, am just exhausted. I've been to all parts of the U.S., most of the U.K., Canada (Hi, Canada!), some lovely places in Australia, and a wonderful cottage in France. I've had spectacular views of the Rocky Mountains and a fabulous stroll through San Francisco. I even made it to the beach! Who knew that Florida could be so pretty this time of the year?
Am I the only person who travels vicariously? I would rather sit in my chair and jet about the world via your stitchy blogs than any other means of transportation. I am just fascinated by the cities in which you live, the chairs in which you sit, and the projects on which you stitch. I am a stitchy voyeur extraordinaire!
I'm sorry to report that there wasn't any stitching going on last night. As Stewey reported, the needles remained idle while I contemplated life (and the exact color of the bathroom tile). Is it ecru? DMC 722?
Today the sun is shining and life is swell. Aunt Chrissy and I are geared up for a fabulous weekend, and my only goal is to sit down, shut up, and stitch my eyeballs out. I promise not to suck the oxygen out of the room, deflect all attention my way, laugh loudly, sweat profusely, or generally make a boob of myself. I am going to be seen and not heard. For once in my life I am going to be comfortable just blending in and I will not fret over a) the state of my eyebrows, b) the girth of my big butt, or c) the fact that I want to know every single person on the planet and be their best friend and do fun things together and then go away for stitchy weekends where we feel like we're in the movie "The Big Chill". I. Will. Be. Normal.