The dude is hogging the computer with his "work." (It's actually real work, a second job no less.) (I apologize for the sarcastic quotation marks.) I had to go away for work last week, and I thought for sure I could catch up but I was delusional. So here we are. I'm supposed to tell you about my stitching small, but I fear that will have to wait for Saturday. (It's not quite done. And tomorrow is Stamp Night.)
When we last met, I was picking up Wisteria Snowman from Shepherd's Bush. She was headless then. Not so headless now...This is about the time my parents' DNA results came in, and I was trying to find my mother's father's relatives. We need more Eastern Europeans to jump on the bandwagon, alas. (My mother is a veritable stew of peoples. Including trace amounts of DNA from North Africa, South Asia, and indigenous America. My father is not as French Canadian as we thought clocking in at 57% British and Irish!)
I next picked up Christian's Stocking because I thought I was going to be able to get this done for Christmas. I haven't picked it up since January 2015 when I was in the throes of Debbie's Ultimate Crazy January Challenge. Now it looks like this:
During this three day period, I was also attending Cookbook Club (Chasen's Chili from A Twist of the Wrist) and trying to salvage the overload of pears we got from the farm share. (I made pear sauce, which is like applesauce, but we all need to make it more often so pearsauce becomes a thing I don't have to explain.)
I moved on to Cinnamon Stars but with only one day of stitching, I'm not sure it's worth the photo.
When I went off to Pittsburgh for the conference, I brought a small, Lovebird, and Ladybug, Ladybug (it's been found!), but I only worked on the small...and I'm still working on the small.
So there's been a little stitching and a lot of thinking of you all. I think that catches you up!