Call me a witch, but Halloween holds as much appeal for me as going to the vet does for the dog. Perhaps it’s the crush of whining little ones every. where. we. go or maybe it’s the obviously frazzled parents accompanying them, each wearing an expression that says they’d rather eat ground glass than be trolling for candy. Or perhaps it’s just the thought of a quirky holiday in which we celebrate children begging for candy (much like mine do every time we’re at the grocery). Whatever…The Diva’s terribly excited about all that free candy and I’m looking forward to soaking my sore foot when the whole thing’s over and done with.
I successfully managed not to fall down all day and got my 10 year cross stitch WIP almost done.
I’m turning it into a wallhanging. All that’s left is to stitch down the binding. I briefly thought of doing that by machine, but oddly enough, I really like stitching it down by hand.
Well, I must hop on my broom as we scour the countryside for treats. Happy Halloween, y’all!