:: Clearly, Scout is telling me she needs a sleeping mask. Message received, your highness.
:: Saturday found me fluffing the studio. The vintage spools that I found at Tinsel Trading were just begging for some lace. I forgot to show you the little green velvet pincushion that I also bought at Tinsel Trading. Sweet, isn’t it?
I found that old painted trim at The Habitat for Humanity Re-Store. I love old wooden architectural pieces. This one with its many layers of paint is beautiful.
:: I spent part of Saturday and Sunday obsessing about this crochet pattern:
I couldn’t figure out the directions for the longest time! I kept ripping it out and starting over. Never say die is my motto. My mom has always called me stubborn (that’s the pot calling the kettle black, by the way.) She’s right. I finally got it last night. I’m going to make more. Any ideas as to what I can create with these?
:: We also watched 127 Hours. For a girl with claustrophobia, this movie pushed all my buttons. Perhaps not the best thing to watch right before bedtime. And we watched classic Hitchcock: Strangers on a Train. Hitchcock was a genius. It was more frightening and edge-of-your-seat than any contemporary movie filled with expensive special effects. And oh, how I love old black and white movies!
:: By request, my sister Meredith has written a fabulous post that details how to make those Japanese Crochet Flowers. Just click on this link.
:: Tomorrow I fly to Chicago. First I take the bus to Manhattan (90 minutes) then I take the shuttle to LaGuardia (45 minutes) then I fly to Chicago (over 2 hours.) Then I take a cab to the hotel. I check in at the hotel, go to the theater to do some vocal work, watch an evening performance, write up my notes and go to bed! Wednesday, I snatch a couple of hours with my best friend, Laural, then on to afternoon rehearsal, evening performance, more notes. Thursday: up very, very early to catch a cab to O’Hare, fly to LaGuardia, take the shuttle bus and then catch the bus to my neck of the woods. Yikes.
:: Japan is constantly in my thoughts. Such devastation is incomprehensible and heartbreaking.
I probably won’t be blogging until I get back. Have a wonderful week.