Well, it's not exactly the tundra just yet, but we did awake the dawning day to a bit of snow on the ground. Enough that Stewey insisted on wearing his little mink coat and woollen mittens for his morning constitutional, so that meant that I had to make an early morning run to the dry cleaners to pick them up. If I don't get all of his seasonal wardrobe cleaned and in place prior to his wanting it, there is h-e-l-l to pay around here, and today was no exception. Damn dog.
As you can see from the photo above, I've made a little progress on Box of Ornaments. It's a very relaxing stitch and I'm enjoying it immensely. Aunt Chrissy and I were talking the other day about our "go to" designers for those periods of time when we get ourselves in stitchy funkety funk funks. For her, it's always Shepherd's Bush that pulls her through. My saviour, as is evidenced by this here blog, is Ms. Laura J. Perin Her Very Self. Who gets you out of a slump? Do you have a favorite designer that you always turn to when you're just not sure what to stitch next? Or, more importantly, do you have a super secret ritual that you're willing to share with this hapless stitcher for those times when you find yourself staring at the walls instead of plying a needle and thread? What blows your skirt (or shirt tails) up?
Today will be grocery and Target day, but thanks to a very accommodating sister, I can wait until she comes home from work for company. Isn't it so much nicer to go in pairs to these things? I find that my grocery cart makes a lot more sense when Aunt Chrissy is along for supervision and is likely to remove things from my cart that shouldn't ever gain entry to Chez Spinster in the first darn place. Like a seventeen-pound ham and chocolate marshmallow cookies.
That's the Hump Day report! I hope that yours is the humpiest!