Poor Stewey. He has a little head cold. I was giving him his requisite morning tummy rub when he got a funny look on his face and then proceeded to emit a sneeze that scared him right back under the covers. He keeps sniffling and dabbing his runny nose with his little handkerchief, and if it wasn't so hilarious, I'd feel bad and make him some waffles.
I guess I'm really embracing this whole "Stitch Whatever The Heck I Feel Like" rotation, since I started a new project yesterday: GRACE by Orna Willis. This is a counted canvas piece that I've had in my stash for quite some time, so I figured now was as good a time as any to start playing with it:
Today will be snowy and cold, so it looks like we'll get some more time in the Happy Chair with "The West Wing" series for entertainment. As much as I love this show, it really is a reminder that I am a complete idiot when it comes to the workings of my own country. I'm mortified at how very little I know, so I've downloaded a few books on the 'ol Kindle to see if I can't get myself up to speed.
(I just wish I didn't have to search the kids' section to find ones that I could understand.)
Happy Thursday everybody! I hope that wherever you are, you're warm and safe and dry. (I say this because cold and in danger and wet would really suck, n'est pai?)