Very dramatic weather in the Great Pacific Northwest these past couple of days! Raining cats and dogs here in town most of the day yesterday. Right now it's calm, but I don't think the drama is finished yet. Andy has the day off and is sitting under the Pendleton blanket I got him for Christmas, drinking coffee (I made cappuccinos yesterday with the frother/steamer that Jillian recommended and that little thing is so cool!) and reading "a book about mixing." Which has something to do with music. I've been making a peasant blouse, and am trying to figure out why the elastic thread I've been using to do the shirring on it keeps shredding, and the top thread keeps breaking. Must keep trying. It's my first time using that thread. I've been hoping every day this week that my new cross-stitch fabric samples would arrive, but no luck yet. I wasn't completely happy with the fabric I chose for the original one and am going to back to something I know and love called Cashel linen. Now I'm just waiting for Zweigart to send me several color samples to choose from and then we'll get this show on the road. I'd like to do the tutorial on the actual fabric I'll be using in the kits, but it won't make that much difference — the thread count is the same (and after I do the tutorial, you'll know what I mean by thread count, if you don't already!). So if I doesn't arrive today, instead of waiting longer I'll just work on the tutorial over the weekend with the original fabric and get that posted on Monday. The needlework industry is weirdly fascinating and weirdly frustrating. I'll tell you about it sometime. I love it, but it also drives me crazy. Maybe it's me.