Admiring Feelings of a Graceful Lady

So this is all Sue's fault. She forwarded the atticneedlework.com newsletter, they of the tasty and original charts, since my spam filter does away with it, possibly for my own good. This is called Charlotte Clayton, and it mostly has animals on it. Love it, love it. With just a bit more hair, which I might be able to arrange, that bunny looks a bit like Elvis. When's the last time you saw a spotted bunny on a sampler, hmmmm? That Charlotte must have been a fine and graceful lady.

This arrived in the mail yesterday from ABC Stitch--Cinderella. I've not seen a good picture of it yet, although I fell in love with the pumpkin coach in the center. I'm not sure about a couple of things: mostly I don't enjoy stitching people, although I've stitched a pretty good number of them lately. The motifs are a bit far apart, although that makes it interesting. But I can't SEE the darn thing; the original chart comes with a copied, fuzzy picture. I prefer it when the charts come with a nice unphotocopied photo, or better yet, a large four-color cover so you can see the details. All the same, it has an original, sweet but nutty vibe to it that I like. And I've noticed that other stitchers are buying this, so I'll look for their progress before I commit to the thread.

I stayed in with the workmen today, stitching happily. BF is mystified about my ability to enjoy hardly leaving the house other than for a quick shopping trip here and there. I accomplished this--a closeup of the top of Peaceful Paradise.


When the workmen were gone I drove out to check out the World Market. Do you have one of these? It's a chain that stocks a variety of international goods, some familiar, and some unfamiliar, many from poor countries, which makes the goods reasonably priced. I saw this candy and had to photograph it. In case you can't read the label, it says: "Its translucent color so alluring and taste and aroma so gentle and mellow offer admiring feelings of a graceful lady." That's a lot to ask of a gummi candy. There are purple ones with different, purple prose, which I'll show you next time.

So the flooring guys, after pulling up the rabbit-damaged carpet, announced that it was too damp today to install the floor; they were getting a high reading on their whatchamacallit moisture meters. Main floor guy claimed it was the carpet itself, although I had scrubbed the walls earlier, and it's very humid here; there were no marks or stains on the subfloor, possibly because of the expensive pet padding we'd bought (plastic on one side). In fact, he was rather snide about the whole thing. He recommended painting Killz on the floor to kill any odor (what odor? I really can't smell it, perhaps because I'm used to it), so we enlisted the painters to do that. They're quite happy with our business, even if Floor Bozo isn't! Anyway, the floor is now scheduled for next week. "Someone else will come," says Floor Bozo, "because I can't." "Thank goodness!" I said heartily. I think it went over his head, along with the assorted bats and moths that flew out of my hairdo. Sigh. Ok, so I'm a bit eccentric, but it seems in these lean times that one would treat a paying customer a bit better, doesn't it?
Anyway, here's Elvis, relocated to the bathroom with Pink (and the door to the toilet securely shut). Elvis is thrilled that he's finally on a sampler, although he's wondering why he has to share the glory with various cats and birds.