Friday, November 03, 2006
TGIF, SBC, ABC and 123
Okay I have no idea why I put ABC and 123 into the subject line except it just seemed natural to do so! LOL
TGIF. It always sort of surprises me when Friday gets here. I get this “I made it to Friday” kind of thing going on in my head when I get seated on the train on Friday mornings. I catch myself wanting to say it to the complete strangers who are riding with me!
I found a book I don't remember buying (First King of Shannara by Terry Brooks) and started reading it on the train this morning. I read The Sword of Shannara about a year ago. With First King I also found Elfstones and Wishsong. I wonder when I bought them? Hmmm.
Husband was home shortly after 10:00 last night. He called me some time during CSI to tell me he was on his way home and would be there in a few minutes. Since I was still upset with him I told him that Bandit and I were busy eating ice cream and he was keeping me from seeing my show. When he got home and tried to tell me about the casino I quickly told him I didn’t want to hear a word about it and told him I was still upset with him for giving in to peer pressure. Okay, I didn’t say the peer pressure part to him, I said it to Bandit, but I said it in front of him.
Everything is sort of back to normal this morning. Yesterday is over. Today is a new day and I try to never pout more than one day when something has upset me. Besides, I can never stay mad at Husband for long, I just make sure he doesn’t know that. He’s out surfing this morning. He has the day off but he’s so behind after being away from his regular job for so long, and he has stuff to do to wrap up the test job he was doing. He said something about us going to Chili’s for dinner and maybe to B&N for a coffee afterward. I’ll have to remember to take my book list that my commentors contributed to earlier this week.
I’ve given up on my rotation for the time being. I just cannot make myself stop stitching on The Token. I figured out last night that the reason I haven’t stitched this week was because I was being to strict with myself on sticking to my rotation. Silly me! I pulled out The Token and stitched for 2 hours. So, I’m ditching everything else in my rotation until The Token is finished. I do have a RR piece in the mail to me that needs to be mailed back out on December 11, so I may just finish The Token before I even stitch on that! I do feel somewhat like I’m abandoning my scissor pocket stitch-along “sisters” but I just can’t quit stitching on The Token. Sorry gals.
I am so glad I switched from blogrolling to bloglines. It has made reading and commenting on blogs so much easier!
This weeks’ SBC is kind of hard for me to answer without sounding like a kook!
A needle pulling thread is who I am. I am a stitcher. I know I do other things, but this is the one thing that I constantly come back to when there’s nothing else, too much, etc. I stitched before I knew Husband. I stitched before I had Son. I stitched before I went to college. I stitched before I had my first job. I stitch so I don't have to have therapy. Because I stitch, I’ve made some lifelong friends. When you look at a picture of a needle with a piece of thread behind it, I feel like the needle is me and the thread it’s pulling is everyone and everything in my life that makes me who I am.
TGIF. It always sort of surprises me when Friday gets here. I get this “I made it to Friday” kind of thing going on in my head when I get seated on the train on Friday mornings. I catch myself wanting to say it to the complete strangers who are riding with me!
I found a book I don't remember buying (First King of Shannara by Terry Brooks) and started reading it on the train this morning. I read The Sword of Shannara about a year ago. With First King I also found Elfstones and Wishsong. I wonder when I bought them? Hmmm.
Husband was home shortly after 10:00 last night. He called me some time during CSI to tell me he was on his way home and would be there in a few minutes. Since I was still upset with him I told him that Bandit and I were busy eating ice cream and he was keeping me from seeing my show. When he got home and tried to tell me about the casino I quickly told him I didn’t want to hear a word about it and told him I was still upset with him for giving in to peer pressure. Okay, I didn’t say the peer pressure part to him, I said it to Bandit, but I said it in front of him.
Everything is sort of back to normal this morning. Yesterday is over. Today is a new day and I try to never pout more than one day when something has upset me. Besides, I can never stay mad at Husband for long, I just make sure he doesn’t know that. He’s out surfing this morning. He has the day off but he’s so behind after being away from his regular job for so long, and he has stuff to do to wrap up the test job he was doing. He said something about us going to Chili’s for dinner and maybe to B&N for a coffee afterward. I’ll have to remember to take my book list that my commentors contributed to earlier this week.
I’ve given up on my rotation for the time being. I just cannot make myself stop stitching on The Token. I figured out last night that the reason I haven’t stitched this week was because I was being to strict with myself on sticking to my rotation. Silly me! I pulled out The Token and stitched for 2 hours. So, I’m ditching everything else in my rotation until The Token is finished. I do have a RR piece in the mail to me that needs to be mailed back out on December 11, so I may just finish The Token before I even stitch on that! I do feel somewhat like I’m abandoning my scissor pocket stitch-along “sisters” but I just can’t quit stitching on The Token. Sorry gals.
I am so glad I switched from blogrolling to bloglines. It has made reading and commenting on blogs so much easier!
This weeks’ SBC is kind of hard for me to answer without sounding like a kook!
How did you decide on the title of your stitching blog? Was it random, or does it have a special meaning to you or about you?
A needle pulling thread is who I am. I am a stitcher. I know I do other things, but this is the one thing that I constantly come back to when there’s nothing else, too much, etc. I stitched before I knew Husband. I stitched before I had Son. I stitched before I went to college. I stitched before I had my first job. I stitch so I don't have to have therapy. Because I stitch, I’ve made some lifelong friends. When you look at a picture of a needle with a piece of thread behind it, I feel like the needle is me and the thread it’s pulling is everyone and everything in my life that makes me who I am.