LET SLEEPING DOGS....

The title of this post is quite appropriate for today, since I need to learn how to leave well enough alone. Let's start at the beginning, shall we?

Saturday dawned bright and sunny and Chrissy and I loaded up the provisions to drive over to House of Stitches in LaPorte. Yes, I know it's only a 40 minute drive, but one must be prepared now, mustn't one?

Before we could leave, however, I had to contend with this:

This is a nine-pound shorty Jack Russell terrier who LOVES to sleep. He loves it so much, in fact, that I was forced to stand over him yelling: "STEWEY! WILL YOU PLEASE GET THE HELL UP ALREADY AND GO OUTSIDE TO POTTY SO MOMMIE AND AUNT CHRISSY CAN GET ON THE FREAKIN' ROAD ALREADY!"

After ten minutes of "sleepy puppy" face we get the requisite number of tummy rubs, a few ear scratches, and then...maybe...if we're lucky...the damn dog decides to get up for the day.

(Now I know you're wondering how I obtained these pictures. So I'll tell you. On Saturday (see above), I was so frustrated that Little Lord Fauntleroy wouldn't get out of bed that I said (and I quote): "I'm going to go get the camera and take a picture of you for the blog so that the whole stitchy world will see what I have to put up with in the morning.")

The King was not amused.

So Chrissy and I went over to HOS and met up with Carol, Karol, and Paisley! Woo Hoo! And we also met up with about seventeen-hundred other stitchers who decided to shop that day. Wow. Sure was busy in there! Methinks it had something to do with the fact that the sun was shining in Northern Indiana for the first time since August, so people were taking advantage of it.

We did our shopping and then headed out for lunch. This would have been uneventful, but for the fact that I was the lead car and decided to drive along side the highway instead of in an actual lane. I hate it when I look stupid.

Such a lovely lunch! I am continually amazed at the brilliance of stitchers and how much I love meeting and learning more about them. Unfortunately, when you get my sister and I at the same table, we tend to monopolize the conversation (we don't get out much, so when we do we have to talk like fools for a good length of time because God knows when we'll get to do it again), so I'm sorry if you girls left with headaches.

Speaking of...I found out last week that my Visa debit card had been "compromised" and was cancelled for security reasons. No problem...I have an emergency Visa that I can use in the event that there is compromising going on. Well, Saturday afternoon I found out that the emergency Visa card had ALSO been compromised. Damn, drat, and phooey. I awoke with the desire to have some body's head on a stick today, but after a few cups of damn good coffee, I decided to just let sleeping dogs....(see how I worked that theme back in here?). The bank is doing what it's supposed to be doing, and I don't need to scream at some poor teller who can't fix it anyways, so I'm staying in the Happy Chair and not worrying about it. (But I sure hope they catch the bastards that charged God knows what on my emergency Visa Saturday, and then I hope they let me smack 'em. Hard.)

Strawberry Garden continues:

I've almost completed the stems and leaves, so it will be all downhill from here. The urn has a pretty basket weave pattern that I loved doing, and I think it looks nice:Rather than continue with the Spinster Stitcher Rotation, I think I'll try to finish this one up this week. I am still enjoying it enough that I think I can do so without too much whining, so I might as well go for it.

Happy Monday! Stay warm and safe and dry!