I spent a good portion of my free time yesterday stitching on the lions. There is something rather depressing about looking at a baby lion with a headless mama, so I am trying to fill her in. She has a gorgeous nose now, and her chin is slowly filling in. So we'll see. I don't work this weekend, but we're putting a new deck on the house and I suspect we'll be off to Lowes to look at wood and tools. I'm not fussing, though. Our deck is not large enough for the table and the blow-up pool, which has to be up there because, if it were in the yard, the pittybulls would be in it all the time, and would probably pop it. And I am so looking forward to coming home from work on some muggy July day when I'm annoyed and need to relax, and getting in the pool.
But I am to the point that I want this piece finished. I'm tired of the browns. I want to stitch smalls. I want to stitch something summery. And patriotic. And . . . not brown. I'm already planning my follow up projects.
I did finally decide which ornament I am going to enter in the fair. The heartstruck Quaker snowman I did last fall. I am pretty sure I have fabric for it; if not, there's a quilt store next to my LNS that will have something that will match. I'll have to take it to my LNS to get finished. If the judges don't like it, then that's on them. I think I did a good job on it. We'll have to see, though.