So...today I promised to finally show you some stitching. Friends, I've been extra super lazy about stitching lately. The past few weeks have had so much upheaval, both at work and at home. I seem only to be able to stitch when things are more calm. I wish I could be like some of you who use their needlecraft skills to create calm. I need the outer calm first, before I can sit down with my needle. I'm getting there though. First I had to deal with this: The Lovesac that my wonderful son brought home from college last week.
It was "deflated" and packed in a case when we left Meadville. But evidently we didn't do a very good job of it, because it escaped its special case while it was riding home in my van. Believe it or not, it fit into a bag about the size of a largish gym bag. But I knew when I heard that hissing sound that there was going to be trouble...And I watched this insane thing expanding in my rear view mirror during the entire drive home. Oh no, it didn't expand all at once. Very, very slowly. Like in a bad horror movie.
I was done in when I got home that night, so we left it in the van. Dumb, because then we had to move the silly thing into the house after it had fully expanded. Four adults hauled this thing out of the van, in the dining room door, and onto the dining room table, where it sat for almost a week before we tackled its deflation again. And between the four of us, (and a Shop Vac) we stored it correctly this time and now it's happily living in its suitcase in my son's bedroom.
But I keep getting side tracked! Stitching! I'm working on another La D Da. I wish I could capture the loveliness of this PTP linen, named Chime. It's such a gorgeous yellow and it cheers me up just to look at it.
|Hello, it's me. I've lived in a box for three years. Please free me from my prison.|