A lifetime ago I was an avid counted cross stitch addict. If I could stitch it, I did. I made gifts and a lot of things for our own home. I still have a few of them hanging around in the house we are in now but not that many. It was a phase and I loved doing projects. It was relaxing. When we lived in Orlando from 1982 -1987 on the Navy base a bunch of us women would get together for what we called Stitch and Bitch nights. There wasn’t much of the second half of that name and sometimes not that much stitching but it was a tight knit group and we had a great time.
As the years went by and life got busy, I lost some of my dedication to setting time aside to stitch but I still admire it to this day. It was a great past time and as long as I counted correctly it was relaxing. I did baby samplers, wedding samplers, pillow tops and Christmas decorations. So much time was spent on those projects and I always had one or more going.
The other day when I was going through a box of stuff from my mom and dad I found a letter that they had saved that I had sent in 1998. At that time we were living in Mooresville, North Carolina and I was a part of an online stitching group. Complete with Hotmail accounts and ICU chats which just makes me laugh now. But for whatever reason, I wrote a poem and sent a copy to my parents and they decided it was something to keep.
For reference a UFO is an unfinished project…
To Ohio on the weekend we did travel, It was not until our return trip that things started to unravel.
We hit some construction and movement was slow, And then, lo and behold, our van would not go!
A tow truck came after many loud beeps, From our darling children we heard more than a few peeps.
The fuel pump was bad or so they told us, And that was the beginning of a huge fuss.
Not only was it bad but some brackets too, How we would get home, we hadn’t a clue!
A night in a hotel, a rental car and a day later, Restaurant meals to us they did cater.
The up side to all I am happy to tell, To each of you shall ring a familiar bell.
What could have been a total defeat, Helped turn my UFO into almost complete!
The time spent waiting in hotel lobby and room, Meant that the project would be done soon.
So let this be a lesson to all, Take that UFO with you and have a a ball.
Turn a bad circumstance into some fun, And soon those UFO’s all will be done!
I DO remember this trip and the chaos that ensued but this poem made me smile as I remember how excited I was to get this lighthouse themed piece almost completed.