Friday, October 29, 2010
Possibly inspired by the middle’s ever-growing toilet roll collection, or maybe only the ease with which one can direct visitors to our loo (that’s our door sign up there), I was recently DRIVEN to try the cross stitch thing and craft up a birthday pressie.
The lady in the embroidery store was caught entirely off guard by the flustered appearance of a weirdy lady wielding a printout of a loo sign, requesting a Cross Stitch 101 education.
As it turns out, it’s pretty easy. Especially if your small child is not inspired to leave a nice, leftover spaghetti bolognaise fingerprint to the left of the loo lady’s shoulder. Especially if you need not wash away a flavoured fingerprint (along with your water-soluble-drawn design). Especially if you don’t assume you’ll make it up as you go along with the ‘help’ of the now clean, clad-in-various-shades-of-blinding-pink three year old, during elder sibling swimming lessons.
Unsurprisingly, I broke the one essential cross stitch rule and spent one such swimming session crafting crosses in the wrong direction. All of which went entirely unnoticed until I took this photograph. As it turns out, that’s one particular rule-thing existing for a reason.
No matter, the birthday girl promised she wouldn’t look.
So she wouldn’t look at the back of the work either, I finished things off with this (entirely removable) back covering notion...
(HAD I REMEMBERED, THIS WOULD BE WHERE THE PHOTO OF THE RED CORDUROY BACK COVERING NOTION WOULD GO WHICH EXCITINGLY ENTIRELY COVERS UP THE DODGY WRONG SIDE OF MY DODGIER CROSS STITCHING. AT A PUSH, THIS PHOTOGRAPH COULD HAVE INDUCED JAW-DROPPING, HEART-SKIPPING – BUT POSSIBLY NOT LIFE-CHANGING – EXCITEMENT).
Happy birthday girly. Happy weekend you lovely lot.