I'm baaaaaaaaaaaack

The summer has come and gone and I have been neglecting you...sorry about that! I suppose I should run down the highlights to catch you up.

Well... where should I start?

My puppy can't stop stealing our underwear.

(with a pair of Mommy's Joe Boxers)

(and let's not forget Daddy)

I have been creating plenty of naughty cross-stitch.

And our first garden turned out lovely

I hoped that my time off would never end...but it is back to school with another year to look forward to with new material from the children ( perhaps that's why I had nothing much to say).

A health message for all...

In support of spreading awareness on the H1N1 flu, I felt it was my obligation, no my duty, to provide adequate information to my 15-year-old step-son. So I slipped this into his bathroom when he wasn’t looking...

Perhaps I should hang it on his bedroom door instead...

The F word

About ten years ago I was an avid cross-stitcher. I made wedding, baby and retirement announcements, and even country kitchen motifs. Then I developed some taste...

Seriously, I was sick and tired of the kitschy look and really, if I wasn’t going to hang it in my house I shouldn’t expect someone else to hang it in theirs. Let alone ADMIT that I had lovingly created it!

So I put down my needle, friends, and called it quits to cross-stitch.

Until I discovered Subversive Cross Stitch: 35 Designs for Your Surly Side by Julie Jackson, doesn’t it sound simply naughty? Basically, it’s cross-stitch with an edge; raunchy, ballsy, ruthless cross-stitch. Girl, we were separated at birth.

Oh yes, I have picked up my needle again. The mother ship has landed!

A dear friend is turning 30 soon and I can’t wait to stitch the word ‘fuck’ for her!

Cause that’s how much I care...

#@%&!!