Man was I a slug. Salt my tail and I'd have to shrivel up. On Saturday I went with friends to the Bowers Museum which is hosting an exhibit of China's terra cotta warriors. [It's going from here to Atlanta, Houston, and the National Geographic Museum in D.C. -- go see it. It's small but very nifty.] Since returning home from it about 5pm on Saturday I did not leave my hovel until I left for work this morning. All weekend and the furthest I went was the kitchen sink and the ladies room. All I did was watch tennis (So, what do you think of the Open so far this year?], watch the telethon, catch up on my videos [I made it through either 5 or 6 entire tapes -- that means 25-30 hours of tv viewing in addition to tennis and the telethon], and stitch. Oh, and nap. There was definitely some napping in there. lol I might be able to take Olympic bronze in napping.
Oh, a note on the Bowers and the Warriors exhibit. It really was nice and I'm glad I went. The Bowers, however, left much to be desired. The space was inadequate to the number of people viewing (or, trying to view), the air conditioning was off in the main section of the exhibit (the temporary units stuck in doorways were soooo not up to the job), the "goodies" for sale, missed several opportunities [you have these exterior banners on the museum sides and on street lights that would be perfect exhibit posters, but you don't produce an exhibit poster???? And, finally, a special note to the Bowers staff: the least you can do on a high-profile traveling exhibit is dust the glass cases that it's in [honest! There were case tops in the exhibit with enough dust that I could have written my name.]
So, at least I have something to show for my weekend of sluggishness --
sorry for the blurriness
The one on the left is fresh this weekend -- It's done with one thred for the specialty stitches and I think it works much better than the two thread version on the right.
Yes, I am feeling pretty smug. Sure, many of you would have tossed those off in a day, but I'm slow.... so I feel I'm entitled to be smug. I think all of these will end up in the ornie exchange event at Pals. If you came, you too could take part in the giant ornament shuffle. Here's a piece of the offerings from last year --
[For the record I was lucky enough to recieve the green stitched banner ornie in the middle of the picture -- it's by our friend Karen.]
The ornie exchange night is almost as much fun as the event's grab bag friacus. Trust me, Pals take the trading of grab bags to the extreme -- it is best to take a nap the afternoon of that part of the event because you're going to be up really late.
Quotes of the weekend:
"'Sex' 'Socks' -- it's pretty much the same word."
Booth -- Bones
"Nice to meet you, Rose. Run for your life."
The Doctor -- Doctor Who
"Taking a big space truck with a bunch of strangers across a diamond panet called "Midnight?" What could go wrong?"
The Doctor -- Midnight -- Doctor Who
"This is not the time for petty sibling squabbles; that's what Thanksgiving's for."
Spencer -- Psych