One of my good habits over the past several years has been keeping my blog somewhat current and up to date. But lately? Not so much. And the longer I stay away, that harder it is to write. So I keep waiting for that epiphany-like moment. You know, like a spark of brilliance during your real life that practically yells, "Blog about this!" Well, calling it brilliance may be taking it a bit too far, but you get my point.
So it looks like you're going to be forced to read about my nonbrilliant moments.
I've had some highs and some lows this month. One of the highs has been shopping for campers with my husband. Yes. Campers. Perhaps you've been reading here for a while, and so you're thinking, "Hmmm, she's never mentioned camping before...". Well, except maybe for Stitch Camp, which isn't camping at all except that sometimes there are lots of S'mores involved. And I know it sounds crazy, that two people who have never, ever gone camping have been shopping for a camper, but that's been part of the fun. It's like we're on a special assignment together and we're having a ball.
I don't know what it is that we're finding appealing about living in 200 square feet of space for a few weeks at a time, but the appeal is certainly there, so we're just going with it. There's probably some deeper psychological meaning to it all...But I'm certainly not going to over think it. That'd be one of my bad habits.
One of the lows has been that our friends lost their young son in a car accident two weeks ago. It hit us and our neighborhood pretty hard - so, so sad. It really shook us up.
Stitching has been kind of hit or miss, but I did manage a small finish. This was a nice little fall project.
|From Crows and Pumpkins, by Annie Beez. DMC floss and some kind of blue linen|
And I'm still working on my Antiqued Sampler. My goal for my last French Knot Friends stitch night was to finish one area of over-one lettering, and yes, yes I did!
If you're reading this from West Virginia, Western PA or Ohio, you may be interested in seeing the Ohio County Country Fair this coming weekend. One of my stitching friends is a member of the Wheeling WV EGA, and they've been instrumental in gathering needlework for judging and/or display for this fair. So Deb convinced some of us to enter our stitching in the fair and I've entered a piece or two. If you go, my pieces should be easy to spot, what with