It's pretty boring here in my area of the blogosphere.
I really didn't get any stitching done last night. I worked until 6:30 to make up for my doctor's appointment today. (which went well, BTW) Then headed over to the theatre to watch our latest production. I didn't think it would look too good to be sitting in the lobby, stitching, especially with the press there, so I sat in my car and stitched. It was a good show, it had been FOREVER since I saw a professional play, heck, probably when I went with Brea to see Phantom of the Opera, and I forget exactly what visit that was--I think it was when I came down during the DC sniper shootings, and, really, I was a little frazzled during those three weeks. Having a helicopter circling your head with a man with a machine gun in the door while you're running out to your car to get lunch will do that to a girl. Anyway . . .
The play was pretty good, but it ran long, and when I got home, I wanted to go to bed. And I was at the doctor at 8 this morning. So I been sitting here, trying to finish Creepy. It's slow going.
I am a little disappointed that it's the end of the month, and i don't have more finishes. What happened to March? Why did it go so fast?