This summer has, in a word, sucked. And the reason it has sucked is the weather. I do not remember a hotter, more humid year than this one. It's been too uncomfortable to do anything. I can't even remember the last time we had prolonged rain. So as a result, I haven't taken any day trips. My car is getting old and I really don't want to push my luck when it's this hot out. I also haven't been super motivated to cook or bake so that I don't have to use the stove and oven. That has meant a lot of take out this year. Laundry has to be washed and dried by 9 AM, the latest.
And the traffic. Everyone is talking about it. It's always heavy in the summer but this year has been the worst, with more idiots who drive like shit and don't use their turn signals.
So in the house I sit. Doing cross stitch and chores and watching TV. I'm sorry I haven't been making the blog rounds. There were quite a few real life issues that have come up the past few weeks. I promise to visit everyone's blogs really soon!!
This one is called 'Wanda's Witchery' and it was a lot of fun! So many pretty colours! I bought the frame already painted and am thinking about doing a little touch up around that bottom star.
This one is called 'Wanda's Witchery' and it was a lot of fun! So many pretty colours! I bought the frame already painted and am thinking about doing a little touch up around that bottom star.
Here's a project that I stitched in tandem. I wanted to make one for me and one for my friend Miki, but I knew I wouldn't want to start all over once I finished the first one. It got tedious at times but it took about a week to do them both which wasn't bad, and I love how they came out.
I dove right into this snowy owl when I finished the hippie ones. This one had way more beaded cross stitch than the other kits. I bought the frame already painted like that, from the 123 Stitch website.
Close up. Hard to tell but most of the pine needles are tiny crystal and light green beads. Plus the dark blue and dark blue/grey were hard to see against the blue perforated paper.
This is my latest project. I have 4 separate patterns for each state I've lived in and I wanted to do them on one piece of cloth. But how to center them, since I suck at math. Well I knew I had a 50-50 chance of messing it up and sadly, I fell into the bad 50. I should have stitched Maine after Mass, but I did California after Mass, and it's all off center. I have to move it way to the left, closer to the left edge of Mass. Otherwise Washington won't fit under Maine. And also, California is too high. The top of the state needs to be at least 5 rows under the word 'Maine'. That means ripping out all of CA and starting over. I'm also making some minor changes in the pattern/stitching.
Some moon shots, end of July.
Full moon a few days ago.
Been pawing through some shoeboxes of old pictures that I borrowed from my mom. This is a picture of my dad (left) and Uncle Frank with their pet goat Meggy, probably taken sometime between 1927-29, in British Guiana. It's one of only 2 pics I have of him when he was little.
This one is from my cousin Sandy's wedding in 1970 in Yonkers, NY. It's been bittersweet to see these old pics and realize how many people have passed away. Those are my parents, with my cousin 'Little' Anne sitting on my dad's lap, her husband Carlo behind, and Anne's sister Jeannie on the other side of my dad. Jeannie & Little Anne were my mom's fave cousins so they always had a wonderful time together and a lot of laughs. They'd stay at my parents' cottage on Spring Hill Beach for a couple of weeks each summer and we all looked forward to it. Missing from the pic is Jeannie's husband, Skee, who used to tease me mercilessly when I was little.
Me, September, 1966, not sure if this is Sandy Neck or Spring Hill. Hard to believe my hair was ever that blonde.
Looking thrilled beyond belief at Santa's Village in New Hampshire, 1973.
First or second day of 5th grade, September 1974. That's a pencil case.
Intently tearing into a box of flashcubes, 1966'ish.
Wearing my cousin Jeannie's sunglasses at the beach house, summer 1967
1967 in Yonkers with my Aunt Gloria.
Also in Yonkers, April 1976. There are so many photos of me in Yonkers that it looks like I grew up there.
I hope to be able to get out of the house more now that summer is drawing to a close. Fall in this region is the best season anyway, so it's more conducive to day trips.