Stewey can't come to the blog right now. He's too busy pouting in his fort. Mommie Dearest here made a rather pointed comment to him moments ago regarding his overall attitude around here and his general demeanor of unhelpfullness, so he's throwing a tantrum and refusing to come out to play.
Little does he know that in about an hour it will be b-a-t-h time and then a 3:00 he's getting a pedicure. For the first time in his entire five years on this planet, he is actually smelling a little bit like Eau de Dog rather than like Johnson's Baby Wash, so I am thinking we should rectify this before seeing the lovely Miss Neeka over at the v-e-t. Aunt Chrissy and Bosco will join us, so it will be quite the family affair. Yee haw.
I'm still stitching away on Quaker Diamonds and really enjoying it. I've had some questions about the Valdani threads....the ones that I'm using for this project are overdyed cotton floss, much like Weeks Dye Works or Gentle Art. Yes, there are some tangle issues, but I'm being super careful and not pulling knots too tight or getting my panties in a twist that this isn't silk. It's working up a little slower than I originally thought, but I find that the transition from counted canvas work to counted cross stitch has forced me to slow down and really make sure I'm in the right place on the linen. On Daisy Chain there were a lot of repeating moteefs, so once I got the general idea down I was able to move along pretty quickly. This one, however, requires me to rev up the ole' pea-sized intellect and pay attention to what the heck I'm doing.
Things are swimming along for a Monday. I managed to get the house spic and span yesterday, so all I have to worry about today is the laundry. Will somebody please explain to me how one single person can generate enough laundry to fill eleventy-seven hundred loads of wash? You would think I'm some kind of clothes hound and change outfits every ten minutes, but the truth is that if I could get away with it, I'd be in the same damn pair of bike shorts and tee-shirt until the cows came home. (Funny, isn't it, how my brain immediately goes to "COW" the moment I think of myself in bike shorts.)
So that's it for today. I'm thinking that it's time to hit the Happy Chair with the stitching and a diet Coke or two for company. What are you going to do today?