JUST COULDN'T HELP MYSELF...EDITED

I actually posted the photos on my way to bed last night, so I figured I'd pop in to say hello on a sunny Thursday.

Hello.

The Mill Hill snowflake is a bit different than the last few I've enjoyed. This one is all beads...no cross stitch, and the paper is silver foil, as opposed to brown.  I actually picked this up in the d-chair yesterday, and much to my shock and awe, was able to complete quite a bit if it.

(I discovered that the secret is to prop the Tacky Bob onto my shirtfront and go from there. Let's see if I can demonstrate):

This is a Tacky Bob. It's a small plastic case (reminiscent of a CD case...remember those?) that is used for beading.

This is the Tacky Bob opened. Each side is covered with sticky tape (hence, the name). 

(Oh my goodness...please excuse my big fat hand! It is still really swollen from last week and I have not done my nails yet!)

To use, I bend it open and stick one of the sides to my shirt to secure it and then my beads are right there under my chins to grab and attach.

You can purchase these at needlework shops, and I would imagine it's a good idea to have a few of them for multiple projects. I confess that getting the beads off of the surface when I'm done with a particular color is a bit of a pain, but I found an old metal flat bookmark that does the trick quite nicely.

(But if anybody has a trick for cleaning the tacky surface, I would be much obliged. As you can see in the second photo, attaching the thing to a shirt is great for stitching, but...lint!)

My JB is actually out for a few hours doing his thing, so I am happily snuggled into the Happy Chair with my damn good, the TeeVee in the OFF position (!), and a week's worth of newspapers to plow through. I really don't know why I do that...save them up every now and then...but it gives me an excuse to stay put.

Laundry today and not much else. We're having salmon for dinner, so I will eventually wander into the kitchen and see what's what. We were supposed to have it last night, but opted for Carrabba's instead. (I had spaghetti and meatballs and a salad and bread and it was delicious and I wore my napkin around my neck like a two year old and it was wonderful.)

(109kg on the scale today, so all is well!)

(It only took me three years, but I finally switched my home scale to kg so when I weigh myself each day I can easily track progress compared to the d-chair scale. No more calculating/converting in my head, and it makes treatment day decisions about how much fluid to pull much easier!)

(Transplant goal weight is 112kg btw.)

So, Dearies. That's the report for the day. I hope your corner of the world is peaceful and calm and giving you everything you need at the moment! Mine sure is!

P.S. Betty, before you ask me what's in the WalMart boxes and how I can afford to buy anything...it's coffee and toilet paper. Both on sale and both cheaper than the Targets, thankyouverymuch.

P.P.S. For the rest of you Dearies...yup....that's exactly the kind of thing Betty writes to me about.