Yes, that's a euphemism. Actually I'm a bit pickled. 2 glasses of Vasse Felix bubbly and I'm a happier, tho' slightly headachey new woman.

Loooooooooong day, even though the work component only lasted from about 8am to 4pm. That was 2 hours too long today.

Thanks to erudito for rescuing a distressed moocow and providing said bubbles & steak. A quite delicious steak that was almost too rare, but not. Which seems to be the best kind, but it's a very fine line.

Taking a leaf out of splodgenoodles I am knitting too - although not lace as I am not clever enough. During my recent holiday I have knitted maybe a third of a jumper. It's nice and is the first major knitting I've (successfully) accomplished since March.

I am thinking of taking up tapestry (ie. canvas work). I love the soothing quality of boring handwork. But - and it's a big but - I am no good at counted cross stitch (don't like counting. I recently looked at trammed work, where horizontal threads show you where to work, so there's no thinking, you just colour it in. The holes in the canvas are big enough that I could cope even when my hand is shaky.

The lady at the shop where i was was showing me some small projects: a door stop cover, a pin cushion and a bell pull. As I said, I wanted to start small because $150 is ok if you enjoy it, but is too much money to not finish. I liked the images on the bell pull - medievalish animals and flowers - but then I laughed. I had explained to her that I had MS (I figured she might have some some useful suggestions - she did, she said to get a floor or desk frame so you don't have to hold up your own work.) So then I said to her, "You don't suppose that embroidering a bell pull when you have MS might cause your loved ones to take fright? It suggests an unnecesarily pessimistic frame of mind." She laughed too, and we agreed that some other project might be better.