It was not the best weekend for me, stitching wise.
Saturday, I put Trouble (the new car) through her highway paces, taking her up to Pennsylvania. It was a pleasant trip, even though we didn't go for the nicest reason. Tomorrow is the anniversary of my gramma's death, and three days from tomorrow is her birthday, so we took her pansies, her favorite flower. I was so happy that Lowe's had pansies--they usually don't and it's kind of a pain to keep pansies fresh in the car for 200 miles--and they were pretty. We got two big planters of them for her. I was annoyed at the cemetary staff because they removed the mum I bought for her on Labor Day. That was just a month ago. It shouldn't have been dead, because I bought the one next to it at the store and that's still alive. But she ended up being one of the only ones with flowers in the whole cemetary.
I finished Stitchy Acres. I don't know what I'll do with it. Seriously, I don't. I won't finish it like the store did. That is money I can't afford. Well, don't want to afford. I worked on Elegance of the Orient yesterday. I tell you, I am fed up with working on her underskirt. Even wearing my glasses, I can't see the difference between the colors in the shading. I went and did some half stitching to break up the monotony. I am kinda ready for this to be finished. There are so many other things I need to work on. SO thinks she is beautiful, so I think I am going to end up giving her to him for his office.