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Librarian by day, heavy metal cross stitcher and English literature graduate student by night, blonde all the time!

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Cool Fall Cat Start

Cool Fall Cat; Progress as of 02.11.08 - Click for a larger image! I know it’s only November 2, but this is already my 3rd post this month! Yea NaBloPoMo for motivating me to blog… and stitch! (Since cross stitching is a major component of this blog, if I am going to have something to blog about I also need to have some stitching to show off, right?)

Anyway, as you can probably deduce from the progress picture I have decided to go for the quick stitching fix… yep, it’s a Margaret Sherry pattern! It’s “Cool Cats” by Margaret Sherry from the December 2007 issue of The Cross Stitcher and of all my current WIPs, is the one that is closest to being finished. I already have the other three cats/seasons done so as soon as I finish this little guy (Fall) I will have a happy dance. :)

Drunk Dialing

I suppose technically I am the one who started it.

A few weeks ago I went out for a drink one Saturday evening with a friend. After that drink I was going to go home, but on the way to my car I ran into a couple of other friends. As a result that one drink turned into quite a few drinks. After my third or fourth shot of Ouzo, one of those friends asked me where Mr G was.

As far as I knew Mr G was at home, so at 1:15am, in my infinite drunken wisdom, I decided to call him up and ask him if he wanted to join the party at the local watering hole. Luckily he was still up and although he didn’t come out to the bar that evening, the next day when I profusely apologized for drunk dialing him, he just smiled and said it was no big deal.

Fast forward to tonight (or early this morning): I was enjoying a quiet night at home watching a movie and stitching away when at 12:45am the phone rang. It was Mr G. Although he claimed he had just called to chat, the time of the call made me suspect it was his turn drunk dial me.

And sure enough, after chatting with him for forty-five minutes about everything from the weather to politics he finally confessed that he had had a “couple” of beers and I was indeed the recipient of a drunk dialing.