Here We Go

 Well, I did it.  I dragged that cross stitch out and worked on it a bit. 

The first thing I did was to make myself a working copy of the pattern, because the first one I'd made wasn't in color, for one thing, and some of the symbols didn't show up a all.  I don't know why,  It's always a good idea to make a working copy, just in case.  

Then I had to go get my regular magnifying glass, because when I put on the reading glasses I had, nothing was in focus.  I had to hold the work right up to my face, which was too close to be practical.  I think I have some around here that are a different magnification, so I'll try to find them to see if they work any better.  

Anyway, I worked on it for about an hour while streaming the church service, and when that was over, I put the cross stitch aside and picked up my knitting. 

I got super excited when I saw the movie The Lost King was up on Hulu, so naturally I had to watch it.  It's about them finding Richard III in a car park in Leicester back in 2012-ish.  I remember back when that happened, too.  I was totally geeking out about it.  

Back in the day, I watched a documentary about them finding him, but it's not available in the U.S. any more.  There are others I've found that I want to watch, but I can't find that first one any more.  I'd also watched this movie when it first became available to rent, and was so glad to see it's not up on Hulu.  

This is one I can see myself watching over and over.  And on that vein, let me just leave you with this:

I Decline To Answer

I thought I'd come home this evening and work on the little dinosaur Christmas ornaments that I found yesterday.  They were almost done, so it shouldn't take too much to finish them, right?

Unfortunately, when I pulled them out, the needle was smashed beyond use.  I got a needle out of one of my cross stitch kits, but its eye was too small.  These call for using six strands of floss, and I couldn't even fit them into the needle.  No problem.  I'd get a needle from the other plastic canvas ornaments I'd started a couple of years ago.

But their needles were the same size as the other, since they only use two strands of floss, too.  BTW, the one on the left is supposed to be a snowman holding presents.  Yes, that's as far as I've gotten.  The one on the right is almost finished.  I just have to do a bazillion French knot snowflakes.

Digging deeper, I found this needlepoint kit that my Daddy had given me years and years ago.  About 30 years ago, to be exact.

Its needle had gotten lost somewhere along the way.  Yes, that is as far as I got.   Then I found these two, the one on the right having never even been opened.

And this one.  All three of these were bought when I was in the Navy.  I got out in 1994, and that's all I have to say about that.

And this nativity scene tissue box cover, also probably 20 years old.

And this one that has also never been opened.

At this point, I'm actually starting to doubt my own existence, not to mention my sanity.  So, why did I order five more kits last month?

We won't even talk about my yarn stash.

I'm pleading the fifth.

The good news is my little knitting bag is now filled back up -- with needlepoint and cross stitch kits.