Mar 25, 2019


I stayed up late last night, and it felt wonderful! This morning, not so much, but it reminded me of the old days when I didn’t pay attention to the clock, so I’m not complaining.

The lower right corner of Grasshopper Pie is coming into view, and with any luck will be completed before I know it! It is still just such a lovely stitch, and I am convinced that 28ct Picture This Plus linen of any color is my jam (as the kids say). I might have to sort through my stash to see what other treasures I can find along those lines.

Looks like we are going to have a pretty Spring day here in Hoosierville, so when my d-chair time is complete I might have to get out and enjoy it somehow. I don’t know if I will be up for a walk, but maybe a sit in the sunshine someplace with a book?

Speaking of which, I am thrilled to report that the branch of the library that is close to my apartment is as excellent as the one on the other side of town! I had gotten out if my library habit and really missed it, but thanks to a whim, I discovered that there is a fabulous new fiction section just a few blocks away! At the moment, I’m reading a book titled “Little”, which is a fictionalized account of Madame Tousaud. It’s very good!

OK, Dearies...I’m off to dialysis. I had hoped to stitch in the chair today, but I am so wiped out from the weeked that I might just watch Flosstube and rest instead. I hope your very own Monday is wonderfully swell and that you get to do everything your heart desires! Come tell me all about it!

Mar 24, 2019


OK, so maybe five and a half hours of heavy lifting and scrubbing was a little extreme, but cleaning my apartment like an Amish woman was worth it. I’m exhausted and sore, but very very happy. And peaceful. And feeling a bit more like my old self again.

Somewhere along the line I gave up an awful lot of control over my day to day life. I went from being physically strong like a bull and fiercely independent to sitting in chairs hooked to machines at the mercy of technology and other people.

I hate that.

Moments ago, I cleared everything off of the balcony so they can power wash the building this week. I got the email notice telling me to do this a week ago, but instead of going out and doing it, I fretted and fretted and worried and worried and stressed and stressed over it. The actual doing took five minutes. The angsting took six days.

I hate that too.

This isn’t to say that I won’t be a pitiful heap of helplessness again anytime soon, but at least I’ve had a few hours of feeling like the OG Spinster Stitcher again. And that makes all of the pain and fatigue totally worth it.

After a nice hot scrubby shower in a clean bathroom last night I settled in to put a few stitches into Grasshopper Pie. Perfect end to a busy day...hopefully I’ll do the same thing tonight!

Happy Sunday, Dearies! I hope you are feeling empowered and in control of your little corner of the world today! Do something wonderful for yourself and come tell me all anout it!

Mar 22, 2019


One of the things I love about Dr. Melfi is that she helps me put things into better perspective and doesn’t let me take myself too seriously in the process. After talking to her for an hour I put my angst aside and managed to enjoy my Thursday.

The to-do list is where it should the trash can. Yes, there are a few things that I really must pick up prescriptions and pay bills, but all the other stuff can wait. The dust bunnies and I will just have to peacefully co-exist until such time as I can muster the energy to pack them a little suitcase and send them on their way.

I did run a few errands and decided on Chinese for dinner...a treat that I have learned to enjoy in moderation. I like veggie fried rice and General Tso’s chicken extra extra spicy...and it was! Cleared the old sinuses right up, and there are leftovers for tonight!

My TeeVee viewing was a binge of a show on the HBO called “Big Little Lies”. I wasn’t sure about it at first, but once I watched two or three episodes I was hooked. I think it was based on a book? Not my normal, but I did enjoy it.

I’ll close with an update on Grasshopper Pie:

Mar 21, 2019


I’m doing it again, Dearies.

Shoulding all over myself.

I have a to-do list longer than my arm that sits next to my Happy Chair taunting me. This, of course, is nothing new, because I’m pretty sure that same list has been taunting me since the year 1987.

Is it Spring that does this to me? The warmer temps and birds chirping making me want to scrub scrub scrub and organize organize organize...putting things back to rights and cleaning and refreshing every inch of the world so we can all have a very nice summer sitting by the pool.

It’s not a Kondo thing...I promise. I know everybody is on a minimalist kick and throwing away everything they own right now, but I LIKE my stuff. My stuff comforts me and keeps me from running away from home.  And yes, I am well aware that material possessions cannot fill a spiritual void, blah blah blah, but I am an agoraphobic hermit spinster who wants to stay inside as much as possible, so my stuff is more life support right now than it is clutter.

I’ll get it together, I promise. I will talk to Dr. Melfi today, and I’m sure she’ll tell me that this recent state of blah has more to do with me feeling helpless and out if control than it does with anything being really wrong. I know, I’s all about moderation and learning to do things in small increments, but all I have to say to that is...

Have we met?!

I did stitch a bit last night after moving the linen onto new snaps that are easier to hold:
I am still very much in love with this and make no apologies for stitching just one thing for long periods of time. I do admire you stitchy folks who have well organized and well thought out rotations, but despite my very best attempts, I just haven’t been able to master one yet.

Better get moving, my friends. The hour is approaching in which I must get myself spiffed and polished to go out into the world. I hope you are having a wonderful Thursday and that you get to do whatever makes you happy today!  Come tell me all about it!

Mar 20, 2019


I really love how this is coming along. Why I didn’t finish that little part of bronze on the left escapes me, but something to do today instead, right?

Mar 19, 2019



Well, here we are, Dearies. Tuesday...noon...and my tiny little brain is struggling to get started.

Yesterday is a bit of a blur, unfortunately. I made it through almost all of my treatment, but was out cold for about the last hour of it. This lead to a rather blurry Monday evening in which I stared at the TeeVee until it was time to go to bed, and not much else.

The hangover is a bit relentless this morning, but I think a hot shower and some fresh air might remedy it, so I'm going to get myself together and go for a little walk in the sunshine.

(Or maybe I'll just put clean pajamas on and just stay here in the Happy Chair with some Grasshopper Pie.)

Spring cleaning the apartment is hanging over my head, as is cleaning out the garage that is packed to the rafters with everything from Chez Spinster. I know it has to be done (and sooner rather than later), but I just don't have the emotional energy to re-live a hundred years of memories that have been thrown in a box. I know that there is an absolute ton of stuff that might be useful to somebody in there, but I also know that there are things that will send me straight into the ugly cry, and nobody needs to see that on a random Saturday afternoon.

But the inside of the apartment really does need a good scrubbing, and that I can do room by room as my energy allows. I promise not to have any more episodes of emptying a studio onto the living room floor...that was a folly that can only really happen once in a lifetime without consequence, so maybe we'll just try to wash miniblinds and cull some old clothing instead.

I hate this fog, I really do. it makes me feel sad and a bit angry, and then incredibly guilty for complaining about it, but it is so darn pervasive that I can't conquer it. Instead of a big black dog, methinks this should be called a huge green monster. The dog will at least sit by your feet and keep you company, but this sucker demands full attention and allows for nothing else.


OK. Enough kvetching. I hope that your Tuesday is off to a swell start and that you get to do all the things today! Come tell me all about it!

Mar 18, 2019

Mar 17, 2019

Mar 16, 2019



Cheerio, Dearies!

Here we are on a Saturday morning once again. The sun is shining, the birds are sweetly tweeting, and I am just finishing my second cup of damn good and getting ready to read the paper.

Don't ask me how I did it, but I managed to stitch through my entire treatment yesterday:

My tech, Miss Lori, knows that stitching is the only thing that keeps the panic at bay, so she waits patiently for me to get YoYo Ma on the headphones and my stitchy project organized and ready to go.

I didn't stitch when I came home last night...just too wiped out to do so, but I will remedy that today. If all goes according to plan, I will complete another good portion of pie:

I've got my green fingernails ready to go for tomorrow, but no plans to do anything crazy beyond that. There is a huge tent in the parking lot at the restaurant across from CS2, and several bands are playing tonight, but as of now I think the Happy Chair will be my destination for the duration.

I hope your weekend is perfectly swell and that you get to do everything your love! Come tell me all about your little corner of the world!

Mar 15, 2019

Mar 14, 2019

Mar 13, 2019


Oh my goodness, Dearies! Glendon Place has done it again with Grasshopper Pie. I finally sat down in the late afternoon to stitch, and I don't think I looked up again until after midnight.

This is stitched on 28ct. Pampas by Picture This Plus, but no matter how hard I try, I can't capture the color of it...a lovely lovely light green. The threads are all silk and like butt-a.

I don't have the beads yet, but it will be quite a while before I need them! They are on order and will be here soon enough, I'm certain.

The crock pot is crock potting with a roast and I'm off to the d-chair! I am going to leave GP here by the Happy Chair and travel with Cirque des Couers...we'll see how this goes!

Happy Futzingday to one and all! Come tell me all about what's making you happy today!

Mar 12, 2019


If I get any happier, you're going to have to medicate me:

I've got a wicked treatment hangover, yes I do, but as soon as I finish my second cup of damn good I'm going to settle in with my new toy...Grasshopper Pie from Glendon Place!

Is it wrong to be this excited about a piece of cloth and thread and a chart? If so...I just don't want to be right.

Mar 10, 2019


So much for date night.

I took a nice long nap and awoke to wind and rain. I was still very willing to put the fancypants lashes on and go out, but Rich made the executive decision to stay in with a movie and sandwiches instead.

Brilliant, if you ask me.

We watched A Star is Born, and despite the buffering issue with the Google play thingie, we enjoyed it very much. I think Mr. Bradley Cooper is quite swell, and I have always admired Lady Gaga, so for me it was quite a treat, indeed.

Today is also a bit dreary, so methinks it will be good to stay in the Happy Chair and read the paper and stitch. We are watching the Notre Dame women at the moment, with hopes that they win the ACC tourney.

(Update: They did! WooHoo, girls!)

Very quiet and boring for a Sunday, dearies, which is exactly how I like it! I hope y'all are snuggled in your very own Happy Chairs with everything you love around you!

Mar 9, 2019


Well, here we are on a lovely Saturday morning, Dearies! My treatment hangover is almost gone, and so far I've managed to have my damn good, a bite of breakfast, and a good and thorough laundry sort.

Life is good.

On the stitchy front, I decided to continue on with Cirque des Couers. I will have a new start on Tuesday or Wednesday of next week, I think, but for now I am going to continue on with this one. If I can, I'm going to try to play in the cube room studio tomorrow after Mass. I am feeling like a few hours surrounded by piles of fabric and thread and charts and canvases might be a lovely way to spend a Sunday.

Rich and I are going out for dinner tonight and I am going to attempt false eyelashes. I got them for $1.50 at the CVS when I picked up a prescription, so I figured we'd give it a go. I'm either going to look glamourous and sophisticated or like a total psycho. Considering the total lack of makeup I've worn for the last ten years, this is significant progress, so let's cross our fingers and hope for the best.

Other than that...the sun is shining, the birds are tweeting sweetly, and we're headed into the weekend like a herd of turtles! I hope your Saturday is swell, that your needles or hooks or brushes or pens ate flying! Come tell me all about it!

Mar 7, 2019


Well, Dearies, here we are on another Thursday! Is it just me, or is time flying faster and faster?

Today will be a Dr. Melfi, library, laundry, and stitchy day, for sure. Our weather has been very cold and kinda snowy in these here parts, so despite the sunshine out there it's not quite pool weather yet. I'm happy to stay inside, though, and enjoy the magic blanket and crackpot spinster fireplace a little longer.

I made it to a nice stopping point on Cirque des Coeur last night. 'Scuse the wrinkles, please:

Many of you asked about my scissor fob. It is from my sister's etsy shop...siggyscloset. I think she is expanding her product offering quite nicely, so if you have a chance to check it out, please do so! (I'm not affiliated with her shop, Dearies. Just a happy customer!)

Well, I suppose it's time to get that laundry sploshing. Despite my very best hopes, it has yet to sort, wash, dry, and fold itself without supervision!

Enjoy your day today! Come tell me all about what's making you happy! 

Mar 5, 2019

Mar 3, 2019


Miss Brandi worked her magic, and after a scalp massage with peppermint oil, I felt like a billion dollars. She always makes me feel so much better about things because she is just the most delightfully sweet person you'll ever meet. I think, too, there's something about a beauty parlor on a Saturday morning that makes you feel extra pampered...everybody coming in for updos and date night makeovers and whatnot. How could you NOT love feeling like a total girl for a few hours?

Speaking of date night...Rich and I went for pizza and salad at a little Italian restaurant in Mishawaka and then wandered into the Diloreto Club after to inquire about membership. (It's an Italian American social club that Rich saw on his way to work one day and wanted to join so he can make some friends here.)  We had a ball, and met some really nice people and learned a little of the history of the families in Mishawaka. Although I'm not much of a social butterfly, Rich is, so he might be able to find some golfing buddies or just have a place where he can go listen to a ballgame and have a cigar every now and then.

Today will be a desk day and a stitching day as soon as I've finished my damn good and the paper. I am starting to itch a bit for a new start, so I might have to go play in the cube room studio this afternoon to see what strikes my fancy. I'm

I hope your very own Sunday is perfectly lovely, Dearies! Come tell me all about your plan for the day and what's blowing your skirt up at the moment!

Mar 2, 2019


I woke up with a wicked treatment hangover, but Miss Brandi is going to make it all better with a haircut. I'm not very good about keeping up with these things, so I decided to up my game and try to look more like a woman instead of a very tired drag queen.

My mom always said that if you fixed your hair and put a little lipstick on you felt better, but this is also a person who wore panty hose under her jeans to give her a smoother look, so I'm suspect. She did, however, make looking fresh and pretty seem effortless, so I suppose I should at least try.

Off I go!

Mar 1, 2019

Feb 28, 2019


I'm all ready to enjoy the day with my newspaper, some damn good, a library book, some stitching, and a whole heap of new needle minders from my sister's etsy shop. My nails are freshly spruced, I'm clean and comfy, and there is the promise of a Sopranos binge watch later this evening.

I ask you...who could possibly be happier than I am today?

Feb 27, 2019


Boy oh boy did my afternoon turn itself right around!  After a hot soak in the tub I managed to stitch several hours on TWO projects!

Cirque des Coeurs is still blowing my skirt up, so I might go a bit longer before tucking her away for something else:

I am guessing that a finish along this section will put me at about 1/3 complete...a little less that I originally thought, but somehow still very satisfying for a few week's time.

After dinner I decided to switch it up a bit, so out came a painted canvas by Maggie:

If memory serves, this was one of the very first painted canvas purchases I made circa 2003 or so. I remember falling in love with the color combination and geometric aspect of it. I am stitching this with silk threads in simple tent stitch, and for the life of me don't know why it has languished in the stash pile for so many years!

So that's the report for a Futzingday morning. I am going to enjoy my second cup of damn good and then get ready for You Know What. 

I hope your week is making you happy, Dearies! Come tell me all about life in your corner of the world!

Feb 26, 2019



That's better.

All this navel gazing self care stuff has given me a massive headache, so I decided to channel my old feisty spinster self and snap out of it.

(It occurs to me that Stewey held me accountable and kept me from going too far down the self-indulgent spinster hole. I had to occasionally tend to his needs and wants and desires in place of my own, and this kept me from the wallow. I'm not good when I have time on my hands to ponder, especially when it involves my world instead of somebody else's. He was, if nothiing else, a massive reality check that prevented me from taking myself too seriously.)

I had a healthy breakfast, took a long hot bath, lit the crackpot spinster fireplace, and am now happily in fresh sweats stitching away.

Back, in other words, in my lane.

I've decided to inquire about home dialysis tomorrow to see if that might be an option for me. The truth of the matter is that my upper arm is just too dang painful a site for these needles, and the noise and chaos and anxiety of having to go to the unit is starting to take its toll.  So instead of fretting over it endlessly, I'm going to see if I can't grab hold and get back in the driver's seat.

I'm also getting better at putting the headphones on and listening to Spinster things (like Flosstube) when Magoo is here. I love him dearly, I really do, but it's all sports all the time on the TeeVee and sometimes a girl just needs a Merchant Ivory film or two to calm her nerves. We're still spending time together, but now I can go to my own little quiet world while he hollars at the Sixers.

So there's the update. Clean and sparkly and stitching for the rest of the day, Dearies. We seem to have turned this little goat rodeo right around. Let's hope it stays headed in the right direction!



I had a rough treatment yesterday, so I made it home and crawled into the big girl sleigh bed for a long nap, but now it's Tuesday morning and I'm wide awake at the heiney crack of pre-dawn.

No stitching last night, obviously, but I will fix that today. I am supposed to go to two appointments and then run errands, but I'm sensing a re-schedule on the menu and a day spent in the Happy Chair instead.

I can't believe how quiet it is at this time of the morning! If I had any brains I'd get up early every day like this and just sit here bathing in the silence. But we all know how much I love to sleep, so this might just have to be a rare treat.

Other than that, absolutely nothing new to report, Dearies.  I do, however, want to take a moment to thank you for your sweet notes and cards!  I so appreciate them and just love how wonderfully swell this thing of ours continues to be. Stitchers really are the very best people!

We're a herd of turtles to conquer the day! (Well, maybe not conquer, exactly. Maybe we'll just greet it, give it a cup of damn good, and see how it goes.)  

Happy Tuesday! Come tell me what's on your agenda for the day!

Feb 25, 2019


This was the first year in a very long while that I watched the Oscars and had actually seen some of the movies! I saw Green Book, Black Klansman, and Bohemian all time record for me watching current movies.

But let's face it...I watch for the fashion and glamour of it all.

Lots of stitching this weekend! I am still enjoying Cirque des Coeurs, so I am sticking with it:

I'm off to treatment, Dearies! Happy Monday to all!

Feb 24, 2019

Feb 23, 2019

Feb 22, 2019


So apparently I'm a sponge.

But not the good kind.

Instead of soaking in beauty and peace and happiness and tranquility, I seem to be sucking in everybody's bad juju and trying to make it my own and fix it.  

(Without going into details...I seem to get out of my lane here at dialysis and assume the role of confidant, therapist, advisor, and sounding board for my fellow pod mates, the techs, nurses, and janitorial staff. I don't have the ability to say "Gee, I'm so sorry to hear that, but I've got problems of my own, pal."  Instead, I pat pat the complaintant gently and say "Here...let me fix it all for you by obsessing about all of your problems and return everybody to the land of giggles and rainbows.")


I gotta stop doing that.

Your problems, though, are welcome. What little gas I've got left in the tank is all yours, Dearies! Where shall we go on our next adventure?

I'm all hooked up and stitching happily away. (I did, however, play possum a moment ago when the Nurse Practioner came by. She stresses the bejeebers outta me, so I pretended to be sleeping.) I've got Enya in the headphones today and am determined to have an incident free treatment. The sun is shining, I've got my pink fuzzies on, and there is the promise of Chinese food for dinner!

Come tell me all about your corner of the it swell?

Feb 21, 2019


I decided to make Thursday my very own day of the week to do whatever the heck my pitiful little heart desires. I know it seems like I make EVERY day of the week like that, but the truth is that I feel very overwhelmed with the loss of so much time that used to be spent sitting in the Happy Chair looking out the window.

It feels selfish and decadent and completely over indulgent, but I went from having a very very quiet solitary life to having people and noise and chaos and confusion in my face 24/7.  I wasn't exactly what you would call a social butterfly to begin with, so all of this leaving the house business has me looking for my turtle shell and peace and quiet again.

So today I will visit with Dr. Melfi and talk about why I am such a nutjob whackado, and then I might take myself to the library or the House of Stitches for a little more Spinster therapy. Anyplace that lets me fold back into myself a bit and still and happy...sounds perfect to me.

I stitched my eyeballs out yesterday and finished another heart. I am now heading to the lower right corner and then up and back across the piece before giving up:

At least I think so.

All of that could change if something else strikes my fancy.

Tomorrow will be back to the grindstone, but today is all about having a little rest and respite. Tuna steak and salad for dinner tonight and maybe a little walk in the sunshine for some freash air and exercise.

Not a bad way to go, Dearies. Not bad at all. 

Come tell me about your very own day and what you do to self indulge. If you don't and think I'm being even MORE of a big fat lazy spoiled princess, come tell me that too. Either way...I hope it's swell and that you get to do something that makes you happy!

Feb 20, 2019


We had fun at the basketball game, even though my Irish lost:

Before the game, we stopped for salads at a little place called BarBici. The concept is "Italian street food". Ask me how long Magoo's rant was about THAT?!

(Italians, in his opinion, do not have street food. They linger a long time over a meal at a table...not over a paper plate next to some kind of truck. And if they do have a "street food" it would be a slice or a calzone.)

(Guess what two things were not on the menu?)

Anywhoose...I came home and stitched a little before calling it a night:

I've almost made my way across the bottom of the piece, so I might paw through my stash for a change of pace in the next few days. 

Or maybe not. I'm still really enjoying this, so why futz, right?

Speaking of futzing, we're off like a herd of turtles on this somewhat quiet Futzingday, Dearies! I've got YoYo in the 'phones and am going to settle in for a little stitchy time! 

Hope your day is swell and that you're futzing happily! Come tell me all about it!

Feb 19, 2019


So here I am, out and about...wearing proper shoes and a bra and real pants on a Tuesday! I had an eye exam this morning and stopped for a treat before heading to the Martin's for towels.


At the Martin's.

(The Martin's is a fancypants food store where I usually buy food, but they ran a thingie in which you collected points and can now exchange them in for towels.)

(Or a Weight Watchers bathroom scale.)

(But why in the world would I want one of THOSE?)

In any event, as soon as I finish my whateverthisis I'm going to head over and see what's what. Then home to CS2 for a little stitching and napping before heading out to a basketball game.

That's it for now. Hope your Tuesday is swell!

Feb 18, 2019


Remember the portly spinster who was steadily losing weight and perfectly behaving herself?

Well, she was replaced by a rice krispy treat-eating glutton who managed to gain back a few pounds before realizing that starting dialysis is no longer a valid excuse after fourteen months.


Fortunately, not too much damage has been done and I am still down a pretty significant amount from my highest ever. But I have a very long way to go before I'm anywhere near goal, so back on track I go.

This means that I will be making salmon and broccoli for dinner tonight, and I'll let Magoo eat the eleventy-seven boxes of TastyKakes he brought back from New Jersey.

Tomorrow, hopefully, I will feel well enough to go for a walk, and I will do everything within my power to resist a hot dog at the basketball game tomorrow night.


I managed to stitch a bit during treatment today. I would have accomplished more, but I just couldn't seem to sit comfortably enough and not alarm at the same time. It probably had something to do with the position of the needles, but I didn't want to push my luck and have to be taken off early.

Here's the progress:

Well, Dearies, that does it for me for a Monday afternoon. I hope your week is off to a wonderful start and that your needles or pens or crayons or hooks are flying!  Do something that makes your heart sing and come tell me all about it!

Feb 17, 2019

Feb 16, 2019


I got a lovely new gadget from Miss Kelly on the etsy, and it's changing my stitchy life! This is a Bitzy Bob Cutie from the shop ThatsSoKellyCo. It is a little mat that holds your scissors, pen, and working threads. Kelly also makes a larger Bitzy Bob with a pocket and closing snap, but I wanted to try this first to see how I liked it.

I love it!

Instead of stowing everything on the arm of the Happy Chair and knocking it off every five minutes, this little gizmo keeps it all together and safe and right where I need it.

A little more progress on my hearts piece:

Quiet Saturday ahead for me, Dearies! I had hoped to go out to dinner tonight, but am still mot feeling quite up to snuff and think I better stay home and rest instead. Rich won't long as he has unfettered access to the remote he's a happy guy!

I hope your very own weekend is off to a wonderful start and that your needles are flying! Come tell me all about it and show us what's on your q-snaps!

Feb 15, 2019


All hooked up and ready to run, Dearies. I've got YoYoMa in the headphones and my snacks ready to go. No stitching many problems with Buzzy right now to risk it, and they are so short-staffed today the last thing they need is me alarming every other damn minute.

Rich is back in Hoosierville safe and sound and is very happy to report that he got the Miss America company store contract! If you like the pageant, stay tuned for info on how you can buy stuff with the Miss America logo!

Speaking of company stores, I am woefully behind on Spinster Stitcher items, I know. I promise to get my proverbial act together eventually.

Nothing stitchy to report, I'm afraid. I got caught u in watching the TerVee last night, and before I  knew it, it was time for bed. I'll remedy that this weekend...I promise.

I hope your day is exactly what you want it to be! Come tell me all about it!