I'm not going to bore you with more tales of my ha-rumphing about the house looking for something to stitch, nor am I going to give you every bloody detail of my stitchy ennui (like I normally do). Instead, I will tell you that methinks I'm finally on the right path, thanks to Ms. LJP Her Very Self and my Stewey Little.
There I was, sitting in the Happy Chair (but not so happy). I just couldn't get it out of my head that the July 4th holiday is upon us and I didn't have one darn stitchy thing with which to celebrate it. As I absentmindedly flipped through the eleventy billion TeeVee channels I have(would you be shocked to discover that there wasn't anything on?), my little nine-pound furry dog jumped up into my lap, stared deeply into my eyes and said "Mo-ther, I've just about had enough of this moping around. Either snap out of it or go take a nap. The heavy sighing and pussface is getting a bit old, especially for a woman of your "advanced years". So get up there into that studio and find something to do, or I'll find something for you."
I did manage to clean and organize the place to within an inch of its life, but I still couldn't find anything suitable for my mood. BUT! Just when I had given up hope, Stewey reminded me that I had not checked/read blogs that day and that there were sure to be many many lovely inspirations to be had.
Indeedie there was.....right there on Laura J. Perin's Blog It's Very Self! Woo Hoo! Picture after picture of wonderful projects that I started jonesing for the moment I saw them. So....
And here's another: Cool beans, huh? Now I have something to do for the next three days and I won't have to call Aunt Chrissy every ten minutes to see what she's doing and whether or not she and Bosco want to come over to "hang out". Now I can occupy myself in a fun and productive way and I won't feel one bit guilty about the housecleaning that's not getting done and the laundry that refuses to put itself away. I might even actually enjoy my cookout weenie all the more now that it will come with tons and tons of stitchy time.
So, my dear stitchy reader/blogger friends....I hope that wherever you are this weekend is perfectly splendid and that you get to do whatever your heart desires. For my USA buddies..Happy 4th! Woo Hoo!
OH! P.S. Somebody asked me the other day if I have a favorite memory of a July 4th holiday. I do! I had just moved to New Jersey and was soooooo lonely that I thought I would just die. The 4th fell on a Saturday that year, so I bravely held my own little pathetic cookout (one little hamburger and one little weenie on the grill), and then I took my beach chair down to the beach to watch the fireworks. The first ones came from Atlantic City, which was to my left (I lived in Margate), and after they were over, a new batch started from Ocean City, which was to my right. I think they shot them off from barges out in the ocean, because these gorgeous fireworks exploded right in front of you over the water. It was spectacular. Even better than that, though, was the fact that all of the people that were sitting around me were super nice and decided to take a poor little spinster under their wing for the night and keep her company. The End.