I am sitting in the recliner in the family room with a blanket over my legs.
The fire is going.
My reading glasses are perched on the end of my nose.
I am.........cross stitching.
Am I old?
I always thought of cross stitching as something
only little old ladies did.
I love it.
I am addicted.
Look what I made:
It's not perfect.
Do I care?
I downloaded a free pattern off the Internet,
and here she is.
I decided to put it in a frame,
but the only available one I had was too big.
I cut out some fabric to fill the frame,
and simply tacked the four corners to keep it in place:
Then I put it in the frame.
Inside the hearts, I put the initials of our 4 boys.
Yes, I do realize I have a problem....I can't stop.
Now, if only I could get paid for doing this.
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