By staurday night, I was sorting the threads out thanks to my daylight bulb ( cheaper than the whole light ). I was so exicted to start something new, something that was calling my name out loud: Stitch me !!!!!!! Stitch me !!!!!! Who I am to deny attention to such a cutie?
I had already chosen my fabric: a 32 count white lugana (I chose it after brainstorming to make the right choice between a white fabric and a Silkweaver fabric in the blues. I think a white fabric will look more like the picture I love. I quickly made my working copy and started to stitch ... Felt like paradise
Before going to bed, I even proudly showed my first stitches to Chuy. He asked "what's that?" "What do you mean : what's that? Isn't it obvious?"
Sunday afternoon, I happily took my fabric to keep stitching on my beautiful snowman, stitched one full color, got ready for the next one when it hit me while I checked the color code : I was supoposed to stitch all I stitched in the blues on one over two and I stitched it on two over two
That's what excitement can do to you
Took me some time to frog everything except the eyes and the nose ... I re-stitched all and even made some progress. I love it! I love it !!!!

Today, the kids went back to school and Chuy went back to work after two weeks off thanks to the bad economy ... Feel weird to be all alone ...


















