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I Feel Like a Heel

 

No, it's not a huffalump or a woozle. It's a zebra. I was goofing off with the picture tools at Big Huge Labs and this is what I got.  It tickles my fancy for some reason.

 

And speaking of zebras...Remember that knock-knock association I have with orange.  Well, the same darn thing happens to me when I see a zebra.  I have a knock-knock moment.  I'll spare you the joke.  It's a throw-back from about fourth grade and it is  REALLY lame-o. If you must hear it, leave me a comment and I'll share.  But don't say I didn't warn you.

This little zebra friend was a special order.  I had a blonde moment and almost forgot to make it.  I didn't write the order in my book, nor did I file it in my brain. I was cleaning out my inbox the other day and came across the original request that was many weeks old.  I gasped and quickly sent apologies which were graciously accepted.  But I still felt like a total heel.  Get it?  Heel...This zebra is made out of a sock. Heel...That cracks me up.  

And that's all I have to say today.

XOXO~

Cassie

Doodle Stitching + Cosmo = True Love Forever

No. Cosmo is not a handsome manservant who sits by my feet to do my bidding while I doodle stitch. Cosmo is 100% cotton Japanese embroidery floss. Ms. B as in THE BOMB, my blog friend who wishes to remain anonymous, sent me this amazing pile of Cosmo embroidery floss. I've never stitched with anything but DMC. I was giddy to try it out.  Here's the doodle that whipped off my needle.

On this little slice of fall, I used a combination of DMC and my new amazing Cosmo floss. Here's my assessment of the two. The Cosmo floss is as slick as snot smooth as silk gliding through the fabric. The DMC feels like you're pulling a shoe lace through compared to the Cosmo. Ms. B as in THE BOMB, you have spoiled me forever. You really are the bomb.

Now what am I going to do with all this DMC? 

Oh. Yes. Of course. I will use it until it is gone. But when I have to replace a color, it will be Cosmo all the way.  I wonder if the girls would like to make some embroidery floss friendship bracelets? I have guarded this stash from their floss-happy hands for so long that they'll think I've gone positively mad. They'll probably ask if they can use my fabric scissors to cut paper just to see if I still have my wits about me. They will find out that I do, and then I will seem like the best mom in the world. But really I have an ulterior motive. Use. Up. The. Floss. Is that wrong?