Night Night.
Friday, May 25, 2012
Days 244, 245 and 246
I want to take the time to tell you a bit about my wonderful husband.
Today was a really frustrating day. I have been spending the last couple of weeks finishing more sketches for the project, doing the daily embroideries, trying to catch up on days that I couldn't embroider this year, getting ready for the summer art shows, building displays, making new product.
yada yada.... I could go on.
But he didn't let me.
"You do this to yourself." he told me.
"No one has these expectations but you."
He has been so patient and supportive with this project. But I know he finds it frustrating sometimes.
At midnight he came downstairs where I was sewing and said, "Come to bed... its late".
But stubbornly I told him that I was going to finish what I was working on.
It is now 3:00am and I wish I had gone to bed. I am tired and am going to be a mess tomorrow morning. I am lucky that I have someone looking out for me. Sometimes I think he doesn't understand but he knows me better than I know myself.
So I leave you with me and my guy. The greatest guy who agreed to have our 7 year old daughter take some lovely photos of us that I then sewed. The kind a guy that lets you stand on his feet because you tell him it will be a great shot.
I'm coming up to bed buddy.
Today was a really frustrating day. I have been spending the last couple of weeks finishing more sketches for the project, doing the daily embroideries, trying to catch up on days that I couldn't embroider this year, getting ready for the summer art shows, building displays, making new product.
yada yada.... I could go on.
But he didn't let me.
"You do this to yourself." he told me.
"No one has these expectations but you."
He has been so patient and supportive with this project. But I know he finds it frustrating sometimes.
At midnight he came downstairs where I was sewing and said, "Come to bed... its late".
But stubbornly I told him that I was going to finish what I was working on.
It is now 3:00am and I wish I had gone to bed. I am tired and am going to be a mess tomorrow morning. I am lucky that I have someone looking out for me. Sometimes I think he doesn't understand but he knows me better than I know myself.
So I leave you with me and my guy. The greatest guy who agreed to have our 7 year old daughter take some lovely photos of us that I then sewed. The kind a guy that lets you stand on his feet because you tell him it will be a great shot.
I'm coming up to bed buddy.
Thursday, May 17, 2012
What's Up Pussycat?
So you all might have noticed I haven't been posting every day. I have been working the last few weeks on a lot of sketches. As the summer approaches my girls are going to be out of school and I want to have everything lined up so that my days are free with them and I can stitch away at night. The last couple weeks that is what I have been doing. I am still stitching every day but some times the clock runs out.
I think I have got everything ready for hitting the beach with my gals and and putting my feet up and stabbing fabric in the evenings.
I thank you for all your kind words and support and am looking forward to sharing the last 132 days.
Sunday, May 13, 2012
Thursday, May 10, 2012
Day 230 Hubba Hubba
Paul Newman.
Every time I see Mr. Newman on film I get a silly grin . Those eyes. Makes me week in the knees.
Every time I see Mr. Newman on film I get a silly grin . Those eyes. Makes me week in the knees.
Day 229 Hubba Hubba Week
Leonard Cohen.
My father took me to see Leonard Cohen in my teens and I desperately wanted to bring a bouquet of roses to offer Mr. Cohen on stage. My father nixed that idea and Leonard and my paths were never to cross again.
My father took me to see Leonard Cohen in my teens and I desperately wanted to bring a bouquet of roses to offer Mr. Cohen on stage. My father nixed that idea and Leonard and my paths were never to cross again.
Day 228 Hubba Hubba Week
Robert Deniro.
Another guy I like seeing messed up and causing trouble. My husband dressed up as Travis Bickle one year for Hallowe'en .
Boom Chicka wah wah.
Another guy I like seeing messed up and causing trouble. My husband dressed up as Travis Bickle one year for Hallowe'en .
Boom Chicka wah wah.
Day 227 Hubba Hubba Week
Brad Pitt.
But not the pretty boy Brad. I want him all twisted, beaten and weathered, from Fight Club.
But not the pretty boy Brad. I want him all twisted, beaten and weathered, from Fight Club.
Sunday, May 6, 2012
Friday, May 4, 2012
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
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