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I like to read stitching blogs, but to the unsuspecting reader, these blogs are often evil enablers.
As you know, I recently finished "Photobooth Snowmen" by Bent Creek. It was a very fun stitch. Bent Creek has several other patterns in the Photobooth series, but the Snowmen one is my favorite. My second favorite is "Flags & Friends" with Uncle Sam and an eagle but I resisted the urge to buy it.
I resisted that is until Rachel posted a finish of it over on her blog. I couldn't withstand such blatant enabling, so I bought the pattern myself. I bought it from Down Sunshine Lane and although Amy had to order it, it still arrived quickly - a shop with great service a great communication!
I may start stitching on it after I finish "One Nation" unless I am too sick of red, white, and blue at that point. In which case I may find something pink to stitch - just kidding! ;-)
LoneStar
I was perusing a couple of stitching message boards yesterday. Lots of folks post pictures of their kids, pets, grandkids - you name it and someone will post a picture of it. I don't have a problem with that at all (although I, personally, would not post pictures of my children if I had any).
A proud grandma posted some professionally done portraits of her granddaughter at age six months, eleven months, and twelve months. The little girl was cute. And in all three of the pictures, she wasn't wearing a shirt. Although her "nether regions" weren't showing, the posings and props in the pictures made you believe the kid had no clothes on.
Fer cryin' out loud! I'm not a fan of "nekkid" newborn baby pictures anyway, and this kid was way past newborn age. I think these pictures were wrong on many levels.
For starters, this child is a girl. Girls should not go around topless. Okay, yeah, she doesn't have breasts that show, but she is still a girl! It's not cute. It's indecent.
And while she's "still only a baby," do you really want your child to associate disrobing with getting her picture taken? Kids pick up on more that most adults realize.
And parents should protect their child's modesty when they are too young to do it for themselves. This helps them learn modesty.
Long ago, DH and I were visiting some friends with a very young baby. We were walking around taking in the sights of a local city when the mother noticed the baby needed her diaper changed. The father proposed that we sit down on nearby benches to change the diaper. The mother said, "I'm not changing her diaper there where everyone can see her!" The father said that the baby was too young to know the difference. The mother replied with a steely voice, "I will know the difference!" And she found a secluded place to change her baby.
Call me a prude, but that's the way I see it.
LoneStar
A blog reader recently commented about also having a Jack Russell terrier dog named Emma that hates nail guns going off just as much as my Emma does. I wonder if it is something in Jack Russell terrier genes? ;-)
I went by Wal-Mart yesterday and finally got some AA batteries for my camera.
Incidentally, and not related to anything, they are remodeling/upgrading my Wal-Mart and it is a sad state of affairs. All the little sub businesses at the front of the store are now located in plywood "stores" in various parts of the store. Lots of the aisles have been moved and the spaces where they were are roped off. The aisles have not been moved to any logical place. Luckily, they had lots of associates standing around asking to help all the lost-looking shoppers. It took me twice as long to shop there as I couldn't find anything. And as I'm really not too keen on Wal-Mart anyway; this did not endear the Wal-Mart shopping experience to me at all.
You may remember how our latest DIY project looked after DH got it framed: I chronicled it here. DH got sheetrock and one coat of taping/bedding done on the kitchen side of the project.
He was going to sheetrock the utility room side of the project until he realized that he needs to gut the ceiling in there and sheetrock it first before he puts up the wall sheetrock. So he's taking Friday off to spend the weekend doing that.
One of the nice things about this project is that I will be able to unstack my washer/dryer by moving my freezer to a better place; it will go where the old bathtub used to go. I'll be able to put cabinets above my washer/dryer to store stuff properly instead of stacking stuff haphazardly over the washer/dryer and freezer, where the vibrations from the washer occasionally make things fall off the back to vanish behind them.
I'm coming along on "One Nation" although DH may get tired of hearing me moan about how boring it is. And it's hotter than all get out down here in my part of Texas. We've been in triple digits or close to it all week with nary a rain cloud in sight!
LoneStar
DH got a lot done this weekend on our current DIY project. I was planning on taking a lot of pictures. I grabbed my camera, but alas! the batteries were dead. And wouldn't you know it, I have every size of battery in my extra battery box but the size I need. So no pictures yet.
I made good progress on the ever-boring "One Nation." I discovered another bad thing about stitching this pattern - ear worms! (An ear worm, so I'm told, is a song that gets stuck in your head and plays over and over and over and over...)
As you know, this pattern has the names of all the states on it. When I was a kid, I took piano lessons for several years. One of the early songs I learned to play had these words:
"What did Delaware to Georgia's party down in Maryland?
She wore a New Jersey that Virginia bought in Washington.
Did you know that Tennessee did see a saw in Arkansas?
For this silly songs of states, Iowa big apology!"
Now every time I sit down to stitch on this darn project, that song starts running through my head! Ack!
LoneStar
Emma gets a dog biscuit every morning as soon as one of her humans can drag him/herself into the kitchen. Some mornings she grabs it and eats it right on the spot. Other mornings, she carries it around in her mouth and wanders around the house. It's like she can't decide what to do with it.
Sometimes she'll "bury" it on the couch. And although we heavily discourage this, occasionally, she'll sneak out of the house and REALLY bury it. As she always brings is back into the house to eat it after she digs it up, we try to make sure she doesn't do this.
This morning, she carried it around the house for about 20 minutes before finally eating it. Silly dog.
LoneStar
I finished the first page of eight of "One Nation." The starfield is about a page and a third and I won't count it finished until I get all the stars stitched. Right now, I have eight of them stitched. In order to be orderly and to keep myself on track in my boredom in stitching this, I stitch a row of stripes with whatever letters are on that page and on that stripe, then I stitch a star. DH was excited when I showed him my progress last night. The things we do for love...
LoneStar
DH worked on the wall between the kitchen and utility room yesterday. He got it all framed and got the pocket door frame installed. This afternoon, he hopes to get some sheetrock up on the framing. I don't know if you can tell, but the plywood part to the left of the doorway is the pocket for the door. DH made it out of plywood to make it stronger as we want to hang pantry shelves on it for canned goods. The plywood will be covered in sheetrock.
Emma supervised. She hates the nail gun. She will stand right by it poised to attack. When DH fires it off, she growls or barks, and then paws at it. I can't get a picture of her pawing as she is quicker than the camera and all I end up with is a blur.
"One Nation" is coming along. I should be done with a page by tomorrow sometime and will post a picture.
LoneStar
