This photo is representative of me yesterday. It actually started out as a rather good day. I've often seen bloggers posting theme days & I decided that yesterday was going to be my Finishing Friday.
Before you imagine another post about my finishing inadequacies, let me tell you outright that the finishing part of the day wasn't too bad. Of course I concentrated on primitive finishes. No need to be fancy or creative or, most importantly, perfect with those. I grabbed a handful & went to work sewing the seams to make the primitive stitchings into little pinkeeps & ornaments. I then turned them right side out in preparation for stuffing.
Enter Proverbs 16:18. The Message translation is quite a good one ... "First pride, then the crash. The bigger the ego, the harder the fall."
I decided I did not want to stuff anything right away. Instead, feeling quite cocky, I decided to get a jump on Staining Saturday. I had a few almost done stitchings that needed a bit of primitive staining before adding some sort of shade of white floss snowflakes to them. I decided to tackle that. Of course I have talked about my staining difficulties before. No matter what I do, no matter what I use, my staining attempts always have that accidental coffee spill look about them. I've used Distress It, walnut crystals, various teas (both the hot brew & the hot brewed bags), & hot coffee. I've dabbed, sprayed, dipped, & wrung out. I've added spices to the mixtures. The results are always the same & always, no matter what, have an orange tint to them.
John had his hands full at this point as the tears streamed down my face & I wailed "I'm going to sell all my stitching stuff & start a new hobby ... eating & watching TV! At least that's something I'm good at!" My eyes were hurting as much as my heart. Intestinal distress ensued.
I did not even want to stitch last night. Unheard of! I started knitting a dishcloth instead.
Today I'm feeling a bit better although my eyes still hurt. I do love stitching ... I won't give it up ... but I feel quite cold toward primitive stitching right now. Stacy & her fellow prim designers are no longer at the top of my favorites list. Instead I am yearning for the likes of BBD & La D Da. Shepherd's Bush always used to be a favorite of mine back in stitching days of yore. I mentioned in my last blog post that I have recently been drawn to some of the French designers. I'll find something to stitch that won't give me ulcers.