Well, here I sit on my fat backside, not doing much of nothing and am watching "Tora,Tora,Tora". Love that grammar! I'm stitching on and off and am really enjoying the Marty Bell project.
Sometimes it seems to be going slowly then, at times, I can see progress. I'll take a photo in the next couple of days. I'm also getting ready to start another large piece called "Summer Ball". I'm going to do it on aida, also, like the MB. Less confusing and easier on my eyes. Just a few more skeins of thread to collect.
I have two pieces framed but haven't hung them yet. "Quaker Christmas" is sitting on the mantle in my bathroom-I originally did the piece to hang there-but am still not sure that will be it's final home. I also framed a little piece.I don't have the chart handy, but it's the one about what your hands find to do. I'll get photos of them, too.
The ceiling is finished and the bedroom is back together, so hubby decided we should shampoo the carpets on that side of the house. Guess what that involved! There's one bedroom and the hall left to do, but I have to say he did a great job. I got to clean the rooms beforehand and put them back together afterwards.
I spent yesterday glued to the TV. I wasn't going to do it, but we both ended up watching the festivities from LA. David watched about half of it and then left. I actually thought it was pretty good, so I stayed until the end. I wasn't a fan of Michael Jackson but I recognize his talent. I am so sorry he never had a childhood or an adulthood. He lived in Neverland and will be there forever now. I wish the best for his three kids. His daughter almost ripped my heart out yesterday. And what his brother Jermaine did had to be so very difficult. God bless them all.