I finished the hearts on Valentine Wreath and moved on to the greenery.
One note of advice, though...don't try to smoosh that last heart in there while simultaneously watching Downton. I must have stiched and frogged it seven times before I had to hit the pause button. I suspect that my bow might be one or two threads off kilter, thus throwing off that last little bit.
Stewey is unhappy with his breakfast selection this morning. He feels strongly that a lovely tray of tea and toast should be presented to him in the big girl sleigh bed. Instead, he gets a milkbone presented to him on the living room rug.
Oh, the indignity.