What I like about Dan is that he's good person to project my thoughts from. He has given quite much perspective for my thoughts lately, and we have found few things we share personality wise and which make our relationships so cumbersome - and what seems to be why we tolerated each others as long as we did.

Kierkegaard has wrote about "leap of faith", and if I remember correctly it's about "jumping into nothingness" and trusting that you wont hit the ground.
Most people can't do it. And in my opinion it's their loss, as long as they don't hurt others with what they do or do not. But they do hurt, and therefore it's a problem.
And my problem is that I'm willing to jump if I feel like it, even it may not always be very rational solution. I've jumped few times and I have never regretted. I may have hit the ground, but I can say I tried. I can say I believed, I have no need for what ifs.
And that is the problem. When I'm ready to jump, most people aren't. And later on they realize what they should have done, and they return to me. They return and regret. They ask for forgiveness, they want that I hate them. But I can't hate them. I forgive, because I can't hate.
And I forgive because I know how much my forgiveness hurts. I know how great pain it gives to see that no matter how huge pile of s*** I've got from them I don't hate them.

Being open and trusting life is usually considered as naiveness, but what if it's not?
Fact is that you do get hurted too many time because of it, but at least you don't have to regret things you haven't done or curse those chances you've wasted.

You just have to trust that life carries you.

Other "fault" of mine seems to be that I'm too honest, too straightforward. I say what I think and feel. Part of it is about having the courage to jump from that cliff - I dare to take risks (which is odd, as I'm quite a coward).
What doesn't kill you can only make you stronger.

I've heard that my main "problem" is my soft heart. Not in that sense you may think it is... it just attracts people who don't know themselves, and they hurt me while they try to figure out who they're.
I've to say that it's really nasty. It doesn't help to hear that it's not my fault. It hurts as much, maybe even more.

It's also about certain urge of some people. This odd urge to rationalise love.
You can't rationalise it, it's a feeling. You can't prove it. You just have to believe to it, and you have to believe that it carries you. And if it doesn't... it doesn't, but anyway you win as you don't have to ruin rest of your life by thinking "What if?".

... I just have to ruin my life by thinking that there are persons who we're too afraid or mentally too weak to jump.

Apparently I haven't been reading news well enough as I happened to notice by accident that there's more space for links in my LJ link list.
I appreciate that. With five I always had problems to decide what I put in my sidebar, but now I don't know what to put in there.

Official example of bad taste...

(I'm usually against these things, but even best have to act against their rules sometimes:)

Happy New Year!

I hope you all have fun in New Years eve. Don't blow yourselfs up with firecrackers. And I hope happiness to you all (and of course to me - I could use some) for coming year.

I'll be back next year. Now I'll begin to prepare myself for celebrating with friends (In fact we have two reasons to celebrate: Dan has his 27 th birthday 20 past midnight), and maybe I even do some stitching before I leave from home. (I haven't been stitching in last week because that nasty flu.)

Behave!

RAKed!

My floss mom Debbie RAKed me. ^^

I got this in mail today:

1. Cross stitch patterns!
2. Cats!
3. Gifts!
4. For me!

Isn't she nice?

Ah, links

Firs of all: I could say that this is somewhat "lost in translation"...

And I made general wish list with Froogle, so in case there are some sugar daddies and mommies now you know what to get and from where to keep me happy.

Got an odd idea

(...while spamming my album in here.) I'd like to share few pictures with you:

I live in Metropolitan area, ~30 kilometers from Helsinki, quite hard to believe maybe?

Unfortunately my dear camera is so getting way too old to be used with batteries so no snowy pictures of those same places. In fact it's very unfortunate as it's very lovely outside at the moment.

Name and other things

I'm getting used being called Oda so I really have to change my name - and to be honest I'll change it when ever I can spend 40 euros to get a new passport (again).

Adopt-A-Stitcher and Valentine Exchange

I got my adopteés name and I'll be sending little parcels to Germany during year 2006, (and receiving them from Canada) though I'll concentrate on her after I finish my Valentine Exchange item... which I can't even begin before I get better.
But I'm thinking to begin stitching it in beginning of January, as I want to get it finished before Silhouettes SAL begins at EMS BB... then I also should finish my Winter topiary before it.

Graah! Well, I've time in my hands so...

Ah, I almost forgot.

I received my SEBE bookmark from Barbara during holidays:

It was a lovely surprise as it was waiting for me in letter box when we arrived back home.

SBQ

So, I survived week without

Stitching Bloggers Question

and now it's time for it again. This weeks question was suggested by Nancy and it's

"How do you balance your stitching time with your other obligations such as work, household chores, etc.?"

Well... I live alone, I am unemployed and I am lazy. Other questions?

I use carrot and stick method. If something needs to be done I either let myself stitch a bit before it, and all I want after I have done everything I need to do, or then I just do what I have to do and stitch after it as a reward. Though I have to admit that as long as there's no one nagging about my household style I don't stress about occasional ("Occasional", right...) mess around here.

And when I was working... I just had free time as in that time I lived with Dan and there were two of us making the mess/ taking care of things - and as we had no children. (Ok, we were one messy couple...)

And anyway, being a female doesn't mean that I am only one who's able to take care of household chores so...

Purple people-eater

There's one thing I can't understand:

I seem to be some dreadful man-eater in eyes of my "fellow women".

In my opinion I am not a man-eater. I'm not "a beauty queen" (though I don't think that their type is something called beautiful). I'm just a regular Jane Doe. Or can someone say that I'm just so extremely stunning that every man becomes a drooling idiot in front of me?

            

Ok, I'm cute and I like my features, but a man-eater? Really?

I know that my personality and intellect are those things which appeal to men, to most men... but fact is that in the end there is few of them who can take it. As I like to say:

Most of the people love what they see in me. They love that feeling when they hold my heart in their hands, but in the end they can't stand the beauty and they drop my heart in to the ground...

And every time I have to collect my pieces from the ground and glue them back together.

Every time I become even more beautiful, but even beauty can kill if it's excessive... and I do not want to see that day when my sould dies because it can't stand it's beauty anymore.

...as when that happens I'll become just like them.
If it ever happens I'll become dangerous. And then I may seem nice on the outside, but I can destroy you... In fact I could do it even now, but I'm still ugly enough not to destroy anyone.

Not yet.

So, what's this man-eating thing? Why it seems to me that most straigh women have no self-confidence? Or do they just choose those wrong guys they shouldn't? As if I can get between anyone... there's nothing to come in between.

And something completely differet: getting better health wise. My joints ache still because of the fever, but I think I'll live.

If I were a warning sign...

snowprincipessa may explode without warning

M EXPLOSIVE

Username:
From Go-Quiz.com

Not very far fetched, I say...

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LOOK OUT! ���

Oda is a radioactive squirrel!!

*sigh*

Have I ever mentioned how much I hate being sick?

Last night I slept ~4 hours. Stayed awake ~3, slept ~3 and been up since... ~16 hours. I'm tired as hell, but I can't sleep as I can't breathe while in horizontal position... because icky stuff(tm) wants to get out of my sinuses and gravity has it's opinion.

And because I'm tired, and feel like **** in every way, I'm moody, oversensitive little idiot...

Happy hanukah

First of all I managed to get sick once again. It begun with sore throat yesterday and at this moment my throat is killing me and my sinuses are full of icky stuff... and of course it´s Sunday and shops are closed so I can't get ice cream to soothe my throat.

But well. Hanukah begun, Yule has gone. Time for gift listing...

• Renewal of my Cross Stitcher's subscription
• Clothes
• Stephen King's Wolves of the Calla (Black Tower V) - in Finnish, "of course"
• "drawing board" for my computer

And few tens of euros, but I've used those for basic living ages ago...

Anyway, still alive. Tired (slept <4 hours last night), sore, etc., but alive.

'Our World'

If the population of the Earth was reduced to that of a small town with 100 people, it would look something like this:

57 Asians;
21 Europeans;
14 Americans (northern and southern);
8 Africans.

These would be

52 women;
48 men;

and,

70 coloured-skins;
30 caucasians.

and,

89 heterosexuals;
11 homosexuals.

6 people would own 59% of the whole world wealth and all of them would be from the United States of America.

80 would have bad living conditions,

70 would be uneducated,
50 underfed,
1 would die,
2 would be born,
1 would have a computer,
1 (only one) will have higher education.

When you look at the world from this point of view, you can see there is a real need for solidarity, understanding, patience and education.
Please also think about the following: This morning, if you woke up healthy, then you are happier than the 1 million people that will not survive next week.

If you have never suffered a war, the loneliness of the jail cell, the agony of torture, or hunger, you are happier than 500 million people in the world.

If you can enter into a temple without fear of jail or death, you are happier then 3 billion people in the world.

If there is a food in your fridge, you have shoes and clothes, you have bed and a roof, you are richer then 75% of the people in the world.

If you have a bank account, money in your wallet and some coins in the money-box, you belong to the 8% of the people in the world, who are well-to-do.

If you read this you are three times blessed because:

1. somebody just thought of you.
2. you don't belong to the 800 million people that cannot read.
3. and... you have a computer!

As somebody once said:

"Work as if you don't need money,
love as if you've never been hurt,
dance, as if nobody can see you,
sing, as if no one can hear,
live, as if the Earth was a heaven."

Yapyapyap...

I have noticed interesting thing in חדי. It doesn't look right with all browsers. But well, I have to just remove vocalization and it should work in future.

Give us our daily bread

What exactly is bread? To most individuals in Western societies it seems to me something you can't live without, and something which seems to be base of a healthy diet.
Answers.com gives us this when we ask:

A staple food made from flour or meal mixed with other dry and liquid ingredients, usually combined with a leavening agent, and kneaded, shaped into loaves, and baked.

I tell you something: You can actually live without bread - and be happy.

I'm still alive, and I haven't ate bread in 7 months because my allergy just forbids most forms of bread (I admit that occasionally I miss toasted rye bread with slightly salted salmon (we talk of "freshly salted salmon") on it). But I eat bread at this very moment... and it isn't that good I remembered it was... Kind of a disappointment, I'd say.

I think that only thing which binds me to this substance is... memories. I remember how good fresh bread smells, how good it tastes when you can have piece of bread straight from the oven... My mom likes to bake (and so do I, in fact it's one of the worst sides in my allergy... I can't bake certain things I'd like to... fortunately I live alone so I have no need to bake anything (as it's not meaningful and I'd end up eating all that stuff and that's not good for my weight or my blood sugar levels - mostly I worry about my blood sugar...)), and therefore we have got plenty of that stuff. And yes, hot and fresh bread is good, but after it...Bread is overrated. I could almost say that it's just one addiction among others. (Feel free to burn me.)

Something in this place...

For some odd reason I've difficulties to fall a sleep in here. My brains just don't know how to shut themselves down for the night. At home I can fall asleep in 5-10 minutes after I get into bed, but in here it takes more or less 30 minutes. It was same thing in summer too so it can't be season (read: darkness), stress or anything related. It has to be something in this apartment. (In fact I can't remember have I ever slept well in here.)

Checked

Ok, there's this and that and no one will starve, but it seems that I'll conquer kitchen tomorrow (which means I've to wake up really early...) and everyone just have to shut up - and someone else does the dishes.

Greetings from the fridge

I've more or less browsed trough half(!) of the upper part of the fridge, just to get the image what there is and what I can eat. I also like to know what there really is for Yule (24th).

Anyway, after that I needed allergy medication, so here I am bit irritated sipping coffee and blogging about it. Great life, huh?

And allergic rections or not, I've to explore rest of the fridge today as tomorrow I need to do few things, like some candies for myself as I can't eat bought ones because there's more or less nuts or something related in every single Yule chocolate brand there is...
And in case I want to keep Shabbat I've to wake up early so I can finish everything before 6 o'clock. Living in a family with several ways of belief, or lack of it, is quite cumbersome.

But hey, I've done some stitching today and I feel much better about myself again. It's really odd what's the difference between stitching me and non-stitching me.
I like this stitchy self more.

Btw, I think it goes like this...

• All things kawaii!
• Kawaii!
• ^^

equals

My daily fix

First of all I claim that laptops with touchpad are the natural way for human beings.

I've been using Dan's laptop hour or so now and this is so easy - if we don't notice that his OS is WinXP and I'm not used to use it ("proud" owner of Win2kPro). But, ah, I love this thing.

Anyway it seems that I've to make inventory of our food stuff, as it seems that our mom hasn't completely thought about few little things, like my allergy or that there's four adults who use excessive amounts of milk (either drank with coffee or just as plain milk)...

Well, we'll survive. There's grocery store nearby...

Cats (All 11 (4+5+2)) haven't been killing each others -yet. In fact they have been enjoying more or less, at least my kids. It seems to me that my cats like to meet new cats, even if there's some tensity between them and others.

(I know I do not sound very intelligent at the moment, but I haven't ate anything today and I just don't sleep very well on hard matresses. In fact it's odd as in past I used to like hard matresses...)

...and I miss my stitching. Haven't been stitching in last 24 hours, and I'm so restless - addict, me?

'Winter'

Not much progress, but final picture before topiary break.

Those topiaries are quite interesting. They look really great IRL, but pictures - no matter how good - always take most of their beauty.
Not to mention that you can't see shine of metallics which makes half of the design in Winter (I just love that snow over the pot).

My masters

As LiveJournal gave us free riders more user pictures I decided to be "decent" stitcher, blogger, nerd girl (!?) etc. and use faces of my cats. Therefore I also thought that I could dedicate one entry for them, so here they come (these are bit bigger pictures though as I made these last year to be used as a backgrounds in my cell phone):

Seiichi: The Boss, 6½ years.

Ronja: Old Lady, 12 years in 26th of December.

Neko: Little One, 6½ years and 7 kilos of drooling fur. Completely kawaii!.

Masa: Casanova, 3 years.

About that booklet

She'll get it for me!

Preparations

I think I could wash cats' travel box in the evening and do all the other stuff tomorrow (like sweep floors, empty fridge, pack up, "wad" cat box with blanket (My siamese is extremely sensitive for cold - and it has been about -10 C few days)) which means... I'll stitch whole evening.
I just feel like stitching at the moment, so I think it's better do like my mind says. And I'm bit tired anyway, so I couldn't even do anything "organised" (Stitching isn't that kind of activity, never...).

...and then

There wont be any progress pictures in about a week (not a great loss in the end, I think ) - at least I don't think so. And anyway I'm not sure how much I will stitch during holidays.
I've internet connection though, so there will be blogging in case I've something to say/ vent.

A bit better picture...

Sometimes I do wonder do my readers realize that my pictures are (almost) always links... I did some traffic research yesterday...

Btw, I've found one design I've been looking for... but they don't ship international orders under $50... Well, I think I've to ask that from one person, who lives in States, could she order it for me... I want this:

It doesn't look that good in booklet, but I've seen it stitched...

Wintry update

Haven't stitched that much, but there's some progress:

It's night and I haven't bought bulbs yet so I can't get enough light near my stitching while taking pictures so...

One thing is quite sure: I wont be able to finish this before Wednesday, so Winter's finish will be delayed at least in the end of this year (Depends on when we come back to my place with Dan).
Unless I stitch excessively later today, as Dan wont be around (Hmm... I almost said "wont be at home..." Scary.) today I've time after I come back from my tri-monthly visit from local employment service office. (I love those visits... not.)

Though... I doubt that. I've things to do before we leave from here, and I really can't stitch whole topiary "bush" in few hours - not when there's shadings as much as Winter has.
But in the end I don't care as it'll look fabulous when it's finished. That natural linen is fabric suggested by designer, and I can understand why. White fabric would have took off the edge of the snow.

Btw,

that Hanukah card:

Card is regular dark green card with round aperture.

Though given a bit early as 2005 Hanukah begins 25th of December.

Day two

First of all, before I forget: Winter album.

And then:

Dan came yesterday so I have had better things to do.

Using 'waste linen'

I can't use waste canvas because of it's starch (I'm allergic to most of it's sources), and therefore tried even weaved linen one day. It worked and since I've used waste linen.

It works fine, in fact I think I may be even better solution than waste canvas, as waste canvas is stiff and linen isn't. Therefore I thought that I could write short tutorial for using waste linen:

Preparations:
• Cut linen piece which is about 5 cms (2 inches) wider and taller than your desired design.
• Stitch horizontal and vertical gridding lines in the exact center of your linen and to the actual fabric.
• Be careful with placing waste fabric, and double-check is it in it's right place - gridding lines are there to help you.
• Baste linen well on it's place.
• Remove gridding stitches from actual fabric (In case you forget them, it may be very difficult or even impossible to get them of when you're finished)

  Stitching:

• Make sure you do not split any threads of your waste fabric.
• Pull your stitches bit tighter than you're used to do normally - otherwise your stitches may end up loose after you've removed linen.
• Finish cross stitching and backstitches.

  Finishing:

• Get yourself pair of good tweezers.
• Do not hurry when removing the strands.
• Linen is more durable when it's moist so in case you have problems when removing it dampen it a bit. (In regular waste canvas you dampen it to make it slippery, with linen you may have to dampen it to make it more durable)
• Do not use excess force if it seems that some strand of linen is not getting off. Leave it be and continue with some other area. Some strands just need to be left last.

In the end it doesn't differ that much from using regular waste canvas.

In case there's something unclear (or I have forgot something), do comment on this post or email me. (You're free to link into this post, but not copy it without my permission - as I like to take all the honour. )

Cross-posted to cross_stitch

And in case you're interested how well it works:

Celtic bookmark

Devil Bear

NOTE #1: Regular evenweaves won't work due the softness of the fiber.

NOTE #2: Only linens with slippery fiber apply (such as these).

'Winter Topiary'; the beginning

I really need to get new light bulb to my desk light (again) to get at least a bit better pictures...

...but this is what I managed to get done yesterday evening. Got tired early and went to bed (slept 13 hours!) so it's not that much.

While browsing trough, and picking right flosses for 'Winter', my 'Topiary Sampler' floss bag I cursed why she has to design designs which have few stitches of some colour, and few of other and almost 40 colours/ shades in a small design. Then I remembered that is why I loved 'Autumn', it kept my brains interested with all those colour changes.

And to remind you how this will look like when it's done...

Now, off my way to take some breakfast and then... It's stitching time!

Spots in the sun or what's this thing?

I don't know is it just a coincidence, or just the end of the year, but when I glance around me, and into my own life, it seems that there are odd things happening to people and their relationships.
I was doing my before Sabbath administrator duties in the board (little by little into better direction, my Sabbaths I mean - some day I'll stop blogging, hanging in forums and blabbering in IRC, but I'm not yet ready for that, and I'm not forcing myself. It happens when it happens. It's a journey anyway.) and read one user's post in a certain thread. And even her relationship is completely different from mine to begin with it's odd how similar situation we both are in. (Not to mention that there's things happening to people in general - outside that forum )

Two options, both feel odd, but there's feeling that something should happen - and something odd/ scary/ bad/ etc. will happen soon.
In my case odd has happened already, but I've thing feeling that there's something even more odd to come, and possibly(/very likely) during this year.
And what ever happens... I seem to be the one who makes drastic moves, if and when there's such things.

I'm not afraid of what future brings, as I know I'll live what ever happens. I'm just confused in certain level, as my current situation is something I wasn't even thinking in my wildest/ oddest dreams.
And unfortunately my current situation forces me to believe in fate even more than I've used to. (At the moment of pure oddness I knew why I was experiencing it... and that is freaky.)

Have you noticed that I didn't tell anything even I wrote quite much?

Oh my

I repeat my good words about stitchers.

I just got back from mail box and there was a xmas card for me from Dominique, who was my receiver in sachet exchange. She also sent me some golden filament. I'm so touched.

And what to do next?

That was a problem for me few minutes before I realized that it's time for the next part of 'Topiary Sampler' (by Passione Ricamo). And if I'm a "good girl" (Excuse me? ) I'll finish it before we... ahem... I (Well, Dan comes with me, so "we" in that sense) leave from here to "celebrate" Yule with bits_2_whole and mirol - as it'd be insane to take that frame with me.

And anyway I have few small projects to take with me: those two kits I got from Rósa, and I've kitted the gnome so there should be enough for me to do during holidays - not to mention that there's pile of DVDs we have to watch etc. (Not to mention that there's whole world to save, at least in speech stage, with Dan).

But now... into shower and then it's cleaning time ("joys" of unemployed life).

Devilish cutesy ^^

She's finished!

(Once again the quality of picture isn't best one, but I can't help it.)

And as repeat is mother of learning (or something like that)... Technical info:

• Designed by Sarah Bengry
• Pattern from 'Quick and Easy Cross Stitch' March 2004, issue 111
• Stitched on black denim with help of 32 count ("waste") linen.
• DMC
• 2 strands

And when ever I'm in the mood I'll finish her into a bag, but now I'll concentrate on celebrating.

Cross posted into cross_stitch.

'Cross Stitch Collection', issue 127; odd thoughts about a saying

I was reading CSC's issue 126 today, and of course checked what will be in next issue. There'll be this sampler which has an odd saying. At least it's odd in my opinion - odd enough to blog about it - as I see it that is quite depressing thought...

"Love is like a butterfly..."

In what way it's like a butterfly? Butterflies have a short life span, so does that indicate that love doesn't last? Or is designer's idea to indicate that love is fragile as a butterfly? Or maybe that love is as beautiful as butterfly? Love is an insect maybe?

Anyway, what's the meaning in that? As if it indicates to a beauty of a butterfly it's quite lame way to express it. Weary way. There's nothing new in it so what's the point?
If it indicates fragility of a butterfly, it gets IMO so depressing thought that I couldn't keep something like that in my wall - or spend my money to buy flosses and fabric to do it.
Same thing with it's life span.

I know I'm naive, but love isn't something which just dies or fades away. Though I know this is not only opinion in this world.

And while blogging about cross stitch magazines I just got latest issue of Cross Stitcher and I'm already waiting for the next one. Why? There'll be this "When I am an old cat" sampler which would be great gift to my mother as I've already done one Margaret Sherry's cat sampler ("If I had 9 lives...") for her. (Not to mention that next issue of CS has already good looking card designs, lovely giraffe design and it's cover kit is must for me as it's Eeyore - whose personality is so like mine)
(And next issue of CSC has couple of great designs - again - which will get into my possible 2-dos list...)

SBQ; wandering entry

Today's

Stitching Bloggers Question

is about blogging and was suggested by AngelSan:

"Take a minute to reflect on your blog reading habits and preferences.

What do you prefer to read in stitching blogs? (Progress, tips, family life, experiences, etc.) How much do you think you are influenced by other stitching bloggers?"

As a curious person I love to peek in life's of others so I like blogs with deep thoughts and happenings from real life (even hard ones - not catastrophe's sake. I'm just genuinely interested of different ways of solving problems and meddling with crisis'). Though I also enjoy reading about purely stitching related blabber, as in the end it's all about how it's written.
Good blogger can tell about drinking one's morning coffee and make it sound fascinating. It's the same with all writing (good example is my no. 1 author, Stephen King, who writes books which are generally classified as "long as hunger year", but that man knows how to write... and if you ask from me all his books are about thousand pages too short. (Ok, I love that man. ))

I don't know about influence of other stitchers/ bloggers though. Of course I've got great tips from their blogs, and I've found few sites which will lead me to bankruptcy sooner or later, but they haven't influenced to my blogging that much. As in the end I do still blog for myself, and myself only.
It's possible that other stitching blogs would have had greater effect to my blogging if I'd saw any before founding my own blog. But as it wasn't so...

Though I have to admit that sometimes when I read blogs of other stitchers I wonder do I tell too much about me and my thoughts. As sometimes it seem that in the end it's not very common to have all public personal blog - most people seem to keep their personal blogs as friends only or otherwise secret (I'm not saying it's bad thing) and in that light it's odd that I blog without restrictions about my life even I'm very private person.

In the end I think that my own blog reflects my taste quite well. Sometimes I blabber about meaningless issues, sometimes I open my soul to my loyal, and occasional, readers and tell them everything they want to know, and maybe even more.
But it may also come from my main reason why I originally became a blogger: this was meant to be my therapist and way to get over my separation (and divorce) from my (nowadays) ex husband.
Since 24th of April in 2004 my blog has grown to a more or less heavy-duty blog with it's 363 entries (this is no. 364) and great amount of it's entries have to do something with relationships - or cross stitching (122 entries) and it shows.

Eh... what was the question again?

..Anyway. Few words about blogging and me:

They say I think too much, therefore I blog.

I just have to work on things and my mind is way too crowded place for that, as there's continuous rush hour going on all the time.
Blogging is also great way to prove that in the end human beings are basically similar all over the world with similar fears and dreams. Therefore I enjoy most those blogs which are written from the heart. I enjoy them because they're deep, and they force me to think. I've also got positive feedback about my blog in that sense, and I have to say that I'm very touched of those words of acknowledgment. I'm an artist, a writer, prosaist and that's why I appreciate feedback, in good and in bad. Until this day there has been only good one (It's very possible that I'm way too scary to receive negative feedback).

Why you think I've this slogan up there?

'Words which come from the heart enter the heart.'

Haa!

Yes, that registered mail I mentioned yesterday was what I thought it could be. It was 35,5 count Edinburgh linen from my trade partner chanda_m, and she added little surprise for me: two cute snowman buttons.

This trade went nicely in every way. Thank you.

In the end I think that this gives me more proves about one thing: stitchers, and stitching bloggers are good people. (What else you can be if you have hobbies like that? )