hand eye crafts

 You're stuck in wet jeans for the day OR You're stuck in a wet turtleneck all day◇ The new  Stitchery  catalog arrived today, and I love the cover piece: I would love to make it, but my patience runs out so quickly with things lately, I don't know if I could.  Plus, the kit is $68.  There is a little piece with foxes that I might could do: I'm kind of into foxes lately. Also, I'm lately fascinated with/by food art. This one boggles my mind.  How do people think of, then manifest, these things? ◇I'll assume they're both soaked through.  Turtleneck.

 You can occasionally wake up not knowing who you are÷ OR You can frequently wake up not knowing who anyone else is Hello to October.  Although it is marginally cooler here, it still doesn't feel like Fall.  You'll get a slight whiff of it some mornings, but that goes away.  Thankfully(?), Tap still needs air conditioning every now and again to cool him down, so I can slip on a hoodie or sweatshirt and pretend. ÷This one.

Would you rather: Eat the same thing every day for the rest of your life OR Never repeat a meal for the rest of your life* One of the glow-in-the-dark booties is done: You can tell where I held it on the back of the heel to take the picture.  Tap is very slightly interested in the smell.  He absconded with this when I left the room.  One fun thing is that my fingertips would glow a little after I worked on it for a while.  Dye transfer, obviously, but disconcerting when I saw it the first time. *Never repeat a meal for the rest of my life.  Variety, plus, the pressure to even choose what the same thing might be would be immense.  Just don't serve me liver.  Or turnips.

Adventures with wild horses  OR  Adventures with wild dolphins?* Cross-stitch-wise, Santa is done except for backstitching.  Now on to a snow-covered tree and kittens on the sled.  (Or "sledge," as the English designer calls it.) The fabric is light blue, though it looks dirty grey in this picture.  Santa has little chicken legs, which is kind of endearing.  There are loads of snowflakes, which I may freestyle rather than strictly following their placement on the pattern.  As long as it's snowing, right?  The fabric is 18-count, the first time I've used it in a while, and I'm having occasional trouble seeing.  I have one of those light sets that goes around your neck, and it's helping. *Horses for me, due in very large part to the fact that I can't swim.

 Have you seen this film? Eerily possible these days.  I used to play selected parts in my classes, particularly the breakfast scene where Andrew has been learning about humor and jokes. Today's question: Would you rather have a robot to clean your house* OR a robot to cook your meals? I finished my pastel socks: I'm happy with them.   *CLEANING ROBOT.  Don't even need to see the other choice.  CLEANING.  ROBOT.

This one's interesting: Friendly aliens offer to show you the galaxy, but you can never return to Earth OR Aliens abduct you for a week of medical experiments, but then you go back to your regular life* Got some work in on my little Santa this afternoon.  The count stitch is off in a couple of places,but I'm trying not to sweat it.  I'm about to pick up my cashmeres stripes scarf while I watch Sunday Night Football.  I'm also struggling along with my glow-in-the-dark footies.  The yarn is stiff and tough to work with, which I assume is due to the luminous dye.  It hurts my fingers --- dead ones and fine ones ---- to work on it very long.  I still promise to show it to you one day. Oh.  Yeah.  I'd pick puppies.   *I, suppose once you see even part of the galaxy, you'd want to see it all.  If you go with the week, you'll never get anybody to believe what happened.   If the aliens' ship is large enough to keep me from being claust...