Apr 30, 2009


You know, a few days ago I wondered if I would be able to finish this piece before the weekend. Woo Hoo! Looks like I just might accomplish that feat, God willin' and the creek don't rise! All that's left to stitch are the sheep, the sun, and a few smart little bees. Oh, how I've loved this one. Makes me want to run right out and plant a garden.

Don't worry. I'll come to my senses sooner or later. Besides, all of my garden implements have been taken away to Aunt Chrissy's house for safekeeping so that I don't try to do anything without supervision. She caught me digging a four-foot deep trench around the patio one time in preparation for the mulch guy, and ever since she's not allowed me anywhere near the backyard. (I was, however, very proud of myself for wearing the proper garden ensemble....complete with Martha Stewart garden hat, clogs, and gloves especially for the occasion. Didn't help though...I was still an idiot out there.)

This subject of supervision comes up a lot in my blogs, and I suppose it is with good reason. Although I am certainly a grown-ass woman of 43, I can get myself into predicaments that would make Chocolate Factory Lucy and Ethel very proud. Like the time I electrocuted myself with a screwdriver and a ceiling fan, or the time I set myself on fire. (Oh, by the way....polar fleece: flammable. Very very flammable.) So I don't get toooo upset when Aunt Chrissy drives me past assisted living facilities and says "Isn't this a pretty place?", or when she staples a Life Alert device to my forehead. I can be a handful.

Stewey has yet to make an appearance today. He had a late night of general futzing about and throwing his toys off the bed. He thinks this is completely hilarious, especially since SOMEBODY has to then haul her big fat butt out from under the covers to retrieve said toy or he throws a little fit. I'm not kidding. Stomps around on top of the blanket and throws himself right into a tizzy. If you don't believe me, ask Aunt Chrissy. She's witnessed the charm that is my Stewey.

Ina is calling me to the kitchen. We have a lovely salmon salad on the menu today, accompanied by a freshly brewed pitcher of blackberry iced tea. Now if I could just get the REAL Ina here toting some genuine New York bagels, I'd be in Bliss Ville, USA.

Have a fabulous day and do something naughty. (I don't know what makes me say that other than the fact that I am feeling the need to break a rule or two today. Hmmmm. Let's see. I think I have a few pieces of Easter chocolate left. Maybe I could eat them in the bathtub with a glass of champagne?)

Oh wait. That's not a rule...that's just a Thursday! Woo Hoo!


  1. Beautiful progress on Garden Gate Coni! Can't wait to see your finish! :)

  2. I love the Garden Gate...truly...beautiful!
    You always make me LOL and smile my face off :)
    Chocolate and Champangne? I thought that was Mondays?

  3. Beautiful
    You stories always bring a smile to my face.

  4. I could really get into being extra naughty today. Work drama is bringing out the worst in me. If only you were here to help me ...

  5. I don't usually comment on your blog, just read every posting and smile for the rest of the day. Like Chocolate Factory Lucy and Ethel, brings back memories :)

  6. Your Garden Gate looks great! YGG on the plans for a weekend finish!

    I wish I looked like Orla Brady. Somebody with the body & face is trapped inside me... I think I ate her a few years ago. :P I'm more like a cross between Rosie O'Donnell & Roseanne Barr, alas.

  7. Your "Garden Gate" looks great as do all your pieces. I just don't know how you manage to stitch so fast and keep up your blog, etc. etc. I have been following your posts for a couple of months from my blog and got to tell you, you do make me smile. I really enjoy your anecdotes. You have such a way of putting the words down of paper shall we say. Not only that, I do so identify with you. My family also believes I should not be allowed any sharp objects or electricaly tools for fear of what might happen. If Bob Villa could only see some of my home repair attempts he would be appalled. Keep up the stitching and stories of you and life with Stewey.

  8. Hi,

    I'm loving watching your stitch "Garden Gate"!

    You don't have a dog named Stewey he's either a 2 year old or a husband! LOL!

    Once, and this wasn't my fault, I was thrown across a kitchen after/while being shocked. Wasn't fun!

    Windy Meadow
    Where we are always reading but not always commenting (married with 2 teens). I'll be glad when school is done! :-)

  9. Hm, I think my naughtiness is that I'm contemplating an impromptu dash to House of Stitches, even though I have **plenty** in my stash to keep me busy and I can't even seem to work on my current WIPs with any regularity. Still, how can I start my CHS "Primitive Stocking" project without a suitable piece of linen? If you can solve that for me, I could stay home . . . (but where's the fun in that?)

  10. . . . On second thought, I think I'll stay home and spend my free time stitching. After all, that does sound like fun, too!

  11. I think my naughtiness today will be to start a new stitchy project, since I finished one last night. Is that a needle minder on the top of your chart? It looks very SB.

  12. Go for it...the chocolate and champaign, but then be a good girl and wash your hands before you pick up your stiching!