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Monday, September 29, 2014
And the borders... even though there are three different borders...the repeats just feel never ending as you are trying to finish a border.
That being said - I DO like stitching this pattern. I can move to a different area, and I do. I have not wanted to change to a different stitching project. I am still on the third dmc floss at this point.
Saturday, September 27, 2014
I am supposed to have 31 across the top of those 'S' things, and I have 30. I would rather be short than too many, so I did it one short. I counted the number from the cover photo, not from the pattern. If there is an extra stitch, I am messed up at this point, but don't know it yet.
This is slightly past the second full skein of dmc floss.
I got the appointment set up to repair my car. I have a zero deductible. They are going to replace the hood, the bumper cover, the grill, the headlight. It was $2360. The headlight alone was $294 to replace. They are sealed from moister by elves in the shire, or using the sticky glue made from unicorn horns, so you can't just replace the plastic headlight cover. There is a crease and two dents on the hood. Rather then take out the dents, it is cheaper to replace the whole hood. And the bumper cover has a slight crack where the cover attaches to the car. It is all overkill. But I do keep cars for years. It is 6 years old, it has 40,000 miles.
My feeling was that the woman that was brave enough to come up to my car to check on me and helped me after to find the dead deer, and was willing to be a witness for the insurance if I needed that should get something nice from me. She could have just gone back inside her house. I did not know she was there till she came up to my car while I was parked on the highway shoulder. So I bought her two dozen red roses. I had her home number and I called to ask if I could drop something off because she had been so nice to me. I said it is something small, so do not get your hopes up too high. She understood who I was on the phone, rather than me just showing up at her door near dark, it seemed smart to call ahead. She invited me in, which was not part of my plan. But I went in. I met her husband. We all talked for quite a while. It turns out I had met her long ago. She worked with the woman that was my best friend years ago. So we had people in common. I was only where my friend worked a couple of times so I would have been introduced just in passing.
Then she said something about thanking me for doing this for her.
And I am weird. I know this. I will talk to people or do something slightly odd. I could explain it, but it would sound crazy. I did not expect to ever see this woman after I drove off. I am sure she did not expect to see me again. And yet that day seemed like the day to get her flowers or a gift card.
So she started to tell me her story and that by bringing her flowers I had restored her faith in other people. Where she lives is a busy highway at the edge of town. She recently had a car stop at her house claiming they were out of gas and had gotten just as far as her driveway. She had two gallons of gasoline. She gave it to them. They did not pay her for it. They did not come back later and pay her for it. She told me that they were drunk, and she had not called the cops but she certainly could have. Probably should have. And they were not kids, they were older, and should have known better. I said I understood. On the other hand, she felt she had done nothing to help me. She had come to the road to see if I was okay, and to see if there was still a deer in / on the road. It needed to be moved before somebody else hit it if that was the case. Getting someone to butcher the dead deer kept it from rotting in the ditch across the street and her having to smell that process. She had done nothing for me, and yet I am the one that shows up 5 days later with 2 dozen roses, and saying I appreciated that she had been nice to me.
I can understand that.
She has had a difficult year. She normally has flowers planted but was too busy to plant them with her husband having surgery, and several other things just keeping her too busy. So flowers were appreciated.
Talking to them was nice.
She told me that I was welcome to come back to visit. I said I know I am weird and asking odd questions, and that I should really be taken only in small dosages. But it had been very nice to talk to her, and meet her, and that I did appreciate her.
And I had been to a utility annual meeting that afternoon, they give you lunch and have door prizes and money off your bill. I won one of thirty chances and got $25 off the bill. So buying her flowers and spending $26 I look at as just shifting the money to something else. She and I both learned from meeting each other. And it all happens because I am just odd enough to bring flowers to her, and to come in when I expected to just go home.
But that all sounds weird. I understand that.
Monday, September 22, 2014
I have spent many hours stitching this past week. Stitching is not what I should be doing. That is really nothing new. I have tried to change a few things to see if that changes my attitude - it didn't. I fired the realtor two weeks ago, he was the boy that I knew in school. I did not fire him because he is a bad realtor but because he frustrates me. I told him that I KNOW he is a lesson in frustration for me. And he then says he has no clue why I would feel that way.
And to top of my week, I hit a deer with my car. I have never hit a deer, and I have certainly been close a few times. But I was not hurt, and the car has VERY little damage. If you have to hit a deer, this was the deer to have to hit. I had witnesses, and the lady was nice enough to give me her name and number. She saw me hit it. It was a yearling - just barely had lost it's fawn spots. The lady said she saw the mother doe and two fawns and I got the older fawn, and the smaller went went with mom. I think hitting a dog would have done more damage. I would have felt worse if I had hit the mother, and orphaned the fawns. Another car sliding into me on winter ice would have done more damage. I am not whining about hitting this deer. I was able to drive away. It broke the headlight plastic, but the headlight still works just fine. It dented the hood near the light, but not awful. The lady walked the ditch with me to find the deer. I was able to take a cell phone photo of the dead deer. She asked me if I wanted it, and I said no, but if she knew somebody that would, I was fine with her calling them to take it. The guy was her neighbor, and he came and took it. I asked if it was really big enough to make it worth butchering - he seemed to think so because the hit seemed to be to the head. There would have been more meat on a german shepard dog. Honestly, small deer. But if you have to hit a deer, a small deer is better. I saw what I thought was the mother directly in front of me as the driver - I had time to know I have to hit her, and not swerve to the ditch - but there wasn't time to hit brakes. But I hit a smaller deer, so it doesn't really make sense. It is like somebody switched deer at the last moment. I saw the doe in front of the car - but that was not the deer I saw dead in the ditch. I can't explain that at all, and I know it makes no sense. And the deer did not hit on the drivers side, but on the passenger side. It just doesn't make sense in my head. It was almost dusk - I was sober, I was not on a cell phone - I was just at the edge of town - so 50 miles per hour. Like I said - I am not whining about it. I KNOW it could have been many times worse. It I got to more than half of my driving career before hitting a deer where I live - that is sort of amazing. I called the guys to talk to them. One has never hit a deer. One had. And the third guy I asked - realtor boy from my past above.... he said he came upon somebody else hitting a deer, and instead of turning around - he stopped and backed up - and he said he backed up pretty fast, and suddenly he heard something hit. and he thought maybe one of the people had gotten out of the other vehicle - and he had hit them - but it was actually a second deer, and he hit it while backing up. He said nobody in insurance had ever heard about a filing a claim for hitting a deer while backing up. But it is a funny story.
Friday, September 19, 2014
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Friday, September 12, 2014
I am changing colors from the black on grey to a chocolate brown floss on a tannish white.
It sure does not look that way in the photo, but I am.
Dmc 938 on 28 count China Pearl Jobelan. one over one.
I chose this because I did Do Bears from Long Dog Samplers in the same combination to also get a more masculine feeling.
I also realized that before, I not only had enough mistakes in counting that I needed to start over, but tonight I realized that I also probably had the long side of the piece of fabric going the wrong direction. So not good. I would have had enough border but again, it was just a huge mistake. Last time I started in the middle. This time I am starting in the lower right hand corner. Hope it goes better this time around.
Wednesday, September 10, 2014
Watched Austenland tonight. I am still not quite past my Pride and Prejudice phase. Cute movie. I had wanted to read the book since I saw it at the library. I think I even have it on audiobook. But watching the dvd took much less time.
Sunday, September 7, 2014
I guess mine will not be a big RED ship of life.
Maybe I can rename mine "The Big Black Ship of Death"...
Started it with dmc black on 28 count Dove Gray jobelan. One strand over one thread. It is in a 7 inch hoop. This is still the first page of 16 pages, It is the width of one page and slightly into the page above. I started in the middle. I changed the men's eyes, they looked a little too alien, and I trimmed back that fox slightly on the head and tail. I messed up a little, I just filled it in with something to make it not noticeable. I was looking for a more masculine feel than red. This may not be ideal colors, but so far it IS an interesting stitch. And I am using up my stash. It should finish at 12.3 inches by 15 inches.
Wednesday, September 3, 2014
I have been watching - What About Brian, on dvd. It has been long enough since I saw it that I have forgotten most of it.
I got the next cross stitch pattern in the mail. I have not decided yet about color, or I might have already started it.