The end of a long week

I don't know about you guys, but I am so glad it's Friday. I have thought it was Friday since Wednesday . . . maybe cause I needed the week to end. It's been a stressful one. Between moving offices and my natural resistance to change, in addition to having to deal with a bunch of nonsense at my part-time job and I popped off my pinky nail yesterday (the one I just had repaired two weeks ago), I'm a little more stressed than normal. But it will be OK. I get to spend the next couple days with the twins, I will try to take them to the dog park, if it's not too rainy, but not too sure about that. Robbie tends to be a littlethuglicious around other males (including humans--pretty embarrassing when I was single, dog parks are said to be great places to meet men, and he was up in their face, growling) and Chancey is a little sketchy on the dog park ever since she got jumped there.

I got some new stash yesterday. I have been trying to be good as far as that goes, but sometimes, a gal's got to spend some money. I ordered Sweetheart Tree's Irish Blessings Sampler, Cecily Parsley's Nursery Rhymes by Green Apple, Bent Creek's So Happy, Primitive Needle's Earth Sampler, and The Second Litter of Cattitudes. I love the Earth Sampler; it's very sweet and cheery. At one point, I was collecting Cattitudes, and have gotten off track, but they are such really cute designs and these are religious. One says, "Stand still and consider the wondrous works of God." That is perfect, especially since I spend so much in the car, seeing nature at its most beautiful times (the one redeeming feature of my commute has been that, my heart was so happy that morning at Christmastime, when I listened to the Nutcracker while the sun was rising. Truly magical). The Cecily Parson rhymes were so cute, and they have guinea pigs on them. Adorable guinea pigs, could you resist? The Bent Creek is cute also, but I am confused in regards to the designs she references on the package. Is she doing a series and I am too stupid to figure it out? I don't know. All I can do is stitch, I guess . . .