All who have meditated on the art of governing mankind have been convinced that the fate of empires depends on the education of youth.
I need to go out to get some DMC and Orvus. I’d like to get some quilting thread, plain fabric, and acid-free mounting board (not the sticky kind) too, to try lacing some pieces to prepare for framing them later.
I haven’t been in a craft store in too long—I hadn’t heard of these StitchBow things until I saw them on the DMC site today.
I have absolutely ZERO desire to go anywhere near any store, though. In fact, I fear it. Ewwww! Lines! Crazy people! Noise!
If I were to ask him to do so, I know that sambear would hie himself to the nearest craft store on my behalf. I don’t really think it’s the best use of his time, though, and I try not to abuse his marvelousness.
Shelley has managed to lose both of her little jingly balls. She has the tears and keeps rushing back and forth looking for something to bat at. We need to buy an entire basket of those things!