Miscellaneous

   Last year when PH and I spent our week traveling the Upper Peninsula for his work I passed the hours and hours and hours driving making yo-yos.  Over 600 of them, over 300 of two sizes.  I thought that was a good way to spend the car time and make something mindless.  Making yo-yos is mindless.
   THIS year I thought connecting those yo-yos would be a good way to create something (and get them out of the closet.)  What I didn't know.  I counted them and decided a table runner would be good.  Mindless connecting little circles.  Well.  You know yo-yos.  It's not as easy as it looks.  Good gravy.  Knot, stitch a few stitches, knot.  Knot, stitch a few stitches, knot.  Knot, stitch a few stitches, knot.  I had a tote bag on the floor between my feet,  a pillow for a work surface on my lap, the thread in the door handle pocket.  Scissors in the cup holder.  Cut threads all over the car.  Once I got encamped I had to be there for miles because it was just too much trouble packing and unpacking myself into the space.  I spent every minute of drive time stitching these little buggers together into rows of ten.  Then connecting the rows.  By the time we got home I still had to connect at least 10 rows ( I was going for 10 x 30.)  Who knows? By that time I lost count and desire.

 So, I'm stitching the last of the rows together while PH and I watched TV and I looked over at him sprawled on the couch and decide I was tired of the pillow cases I had on the back of the couch to protect it from his head.  I decided this wouldn't be a table runner, it would spice up his space. Lighting isn't great here, but you get the idea.

     I like it much better but boy, am I done with yo-yos.  Susan, watch your mailbox.

 My guardian angel (after a long day.)  I think she looks like me.   PH thinks she looks like his mother. It's a toss up.  I can see it both ways.

Just look at the pockets of pollen this bee is carrying around!