Thursday.

My glimmer fabric is going to be the devil to work with.  The spaces where the needle goes are really hard to make out.  The scavenger hunt I sent you on was to get a tiny peek at the shimmer of the fabric at the top of the package.

Son is back in town.  Unfortunately, I didn't do an adequate job of carsitting: his little Prius wouldn't start this morning.  So he has my car, and, I must say, a miserable attitude about the whole thing.  I get being upset about possible bills, but you don't have to take it out on me, and you don't have to act like the universe itself is against you.  Sheesh.

I've been working on the glittery cross-stitch a lot today.  There are so many uneven Xs, but I honestly cannot see the needle holes clearly in a lot of places.

And that odd bowing-out of the window: is it supposed to evoke ivy?  This dang thing is giving me enough trouble --- no way I'm pulling stitches out.  And thank goodness it's a relatively small piece.