Been working very, very hard to get ready for a string of live and in color shows I have coming up. I have some listed on the side bar over there. I'm waiting on confirmation on some others before I put them up.
Wore out doesn't begin to describe it. I think No Kitty has a good plan today. Rest, drink tea and binge watch Dexter on Netflix.
A tutorial on Stitches on a Strawberry Pincushion Thingy.
What you will need.
A longish sharp needle.
Thread you like.
Oh, and a thimble. I forgot about it till the end when I realized I didn't want to puncture my finger. Imagine that.
Thread your needle using two strands of floss. Make a big knot.
Insert your needle at the top of the strawberry to one side of the seam. I am using my right hand so it is at the left of the seam. I'm taking pictures with my right hand and holding the berry with my left. Confusing enough yet? I try.
Depending on how big you want your X's go down some and put your needle in the fabric about 1/8 to 1/4 away from the seam and out the other side the same amount. Pull the thread through.
Bring your needle back up and put it in the fabric lining it up with where you started and coming out a smidge below where the thread is coming out of the strawberry.
Go back down to make another X and put your needle in 1/8 to 1/4 inch from seam and come out the other side like you did before.
Pull thread through. It will look like this.
Go back up and put your needle in the previous hole of the last stitch. Bring the needle out right below where the thread is coming out of the strawberry like you did before.
Go down to make another X.
Continue along. I"m watching X-Files right now.
Using the upper last stitch as your guide to put your needle in, it keeps your stitches looking even.
It goes pretty quickly once you get your rhythm. I can't decide which season of X-Files is my favorite. I own all of them on DVD and know all the episodes by title which scares my husband for some reason.
I made my stitches big, sometimes I make them little.
Getting towards the bottom. Keep going the same way until the last stitch. It changes then. Tooms is my favorite episode in season one.
Here is where it changes. At the end go further down below the thread nearer the tip of the berry.
Now when you go back up and put your needle in the bottom of the last stitch bring it out to the side of the last stitch as shown.
Put the needle in the berry horizontal to where the other side of the stitch is. Hope that makes sense. If not the picture should.
Bring your needle out at the end of the berry. Now you are going to begin to end the thread.
Take your thimble or anything you might have laying around and shove the needle back up into the berry and come out in the middle of the seam somewhere.
Like this. I didn't like the reboot of the X-Files.
Put your needle back into the seam and bring it back down and out of the tip of the berry.
At the time, X-Files was the longest running sci-fi show ever, nine years.
I'm full of useless trivia, and a huge geek.
Snip your thread close to the end.
You are done! Look at you! You have great looking Strawberry Stitches.
And you learned a bunch of crap about X-Files you didn't know before.
Really, I do. My brain tends to argue with me in the middle of the night.
Brain: "Hey, I have a really neat idea for a flag deal." Me: "It's time to start designing for Halloween, the 4th of July is past." Brain: "So." Me: "Dude, you don't understand how this works. People expect certain things at appropriate times."
Brain: "When have you ever been appropriate?" Me: "You have a point there." Introducing My Brain Doesn't Understand Seasonal Designing 1776 Pennant & Embroidered Bell ~Gotta hand it to Brain, it's a good one~
Instructions for the Bell are included in the pattern.
Lazy Daisy Stitches and French Knots are a beautiful combination.
It was fun to design and a blast to stitch. I put the heart key around the birds neck as a tribute to my dad who was retiring from being a locksmith that year. Just a small thing only I would know, but now you do too!
My Facebook fiends are all too familiar with this.
Sit back and I'll tell you a little tale. A true tale.
I had a dream. A small dream really. It looked like this.
Ok, that looks elaborate.
I just wanted to go on a picnic. I had never been on one.
Ok, that's a lie. I had been on sorta a picnic.
We had just moved to Bermuda and we went to the beach.
This is Horseshoe Bay Beach in Bermuda. It does look like this.
Mom was going to make sandwiches but she got stung on the hand by a Portuguese-Man-O-War Jellyfish and didn't quite feel like it. Dad had to pee in a cup and she had to soak her hand in it to take the poison out ~ NO LIE. This prevented her from making lunch. Apparently, I was unhappy about this turn of events. OK, I was 15 and had teenage angst about being wrenched away from the United States and plopped down on a tiny island in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean.
But I digress.
I wanted to go on a picnic as an adult with my own family. My girls were toddlers at the time. I had visions of lemonade and sandwiches, the sound of children's laughter as they ran and played amongst the flowers.
I had bought a picnic basket, outfitted it with everything I could think of. I was ready. We had recently moved to Virginia and we didn't know the area. This was in ancient times before the internet. I bought a paper map. I found our street. I saw a park, Dale Memorial Park. I said to my husband "Sunday we are going on a picnic!"
Sunday arrived and I had the car all packed up. We headed out. We pull up to the entrance to Dale Memorial Park.
No where on the map did it say it was a cemetery! The kids were howling with laughter. There, of course, was one road in to the place and we had to drive all the way through it to get out. My mortification was complete. We went home and ate lunch.