One of my co-workers at the theatre is going back to school in the fall and leaving the theatre. She majored in Studio Art in college. I found out Saturday that she works with fibers in her art and she loves needlework. CRAP! I could have told her about Woodlawn, or some of the quilt shows. I feel like such a dolt. I am giving her some blending filament to use in her work, but I wish I had known she liked cross stitch. I passed up a great opportunity to pass on the know . . . Darn it.
I didn't get a lot of stitching done this weekend. We were CRAZY busy all weekend. Work and a birthday party on Saturday and we went to Pennsylvania yesterday to go take my brother up to check on his classic car and take it to get the radiator flushed. I do have to say, as much as I love cross stitch, it's pretty darn fun to spend a hot June afternoon slamming around the backroads of Pennsylvania in a lime- green muscle car. I highly advocate it. SO seemed really impressed with the car, which I am glad about. My brother was pretty happy, and it was nice to see them communing over a vehicle. And my brother told my boyfriend he could drive it. SO does not know, but this is my brother's highest compliment. NO ONE CAN DRIVE THAT CAR and he trusts him with it. That floored me, but it makes sense; after all, SO does drive a high performance muscle car himself. He declined, but just because the position of the reverse was not in the usual place and he thought it might be a bad thing to mean to shift to first and go instead in reverse. That might be true . . .
I am going to try to get that stocking finished this week. It's gonna be so hectic. Work late tomorrow, work at the theatre on Wednesday, nail appointment Thursday. I'll be up til the wee hours on Friday morning stitching. But it will be done.