Almost done with the backstitch

I spent last night and this morning backstitching and my stocking looks fabulous. All that is left is a leetle bit of snow, part of the bird, SO's name, adding the beads and treasures, and backstitching. I should be able to get this done this week. I am so ready to have this finished--I was looking at charts last night with an envious sigh--but it's just a matter of getting it finished. I spent the drive in this morning trying to figure out what I could use for a backing. I know I want to go with a velvet, but it was a question of the color. I just decided to use ruby-red velvet, maybe that crushed velvet to make it a little easier to work with. Black would be too un-Christmassy, but ruby-red would be perfect, and would pick up the color of the ribbon on the wreath. I am not putting cording around it, though, and I am going to ask that it be cut to be a little bigger than the magazine calls for, in order to actually fit a stocking stuffer in there. I think if I do that, it'll be a pretty manly stocking that he'll like to use.

However, if anyone from Stoney Creek is looking for an idea of something to make a stocking, can y'all think about maybe a car stocking? You have the teddy bear/kitty cat crowd covered . . .


Oh, I forgot to blog about this. A couple weeks ago, I was checking my bank account and realized I had too much money in the account. There was a wierd deposit for $250 in there, and no way I worked out my financial situation yielded an explanation for this. So when I called the bank, they told me my part-time job had put it in as part of payroll. Well I only worked 4 hours there in that pay period, and, despite what I was told when I went into this field, the world of theatre ain't so lucrative that 4 hours of work is going to earn me $250. Soooo . . . I called work to see what was going on. Turns out someone moved a decimal point and I got paid for 40 hours. ACCCCK. I got to keep the money, I just work with no paycheck this month, which is fine with me. And, because I was honest I got a $50 gift card! Woo hoo! That is going for stash on Friday! I am pretty tickled to death about it, especially because, really, I wasn't doing anything special. It wasn't my money to not ask someone about. But I'll keep the card--this kinda pays back for all those times I was told if I just did good in high school I would get plenty of scholarship offers . . . and then didn't. It felt good to do the right thing.