Stitchings of a Raving Lunatic: Only Me.

People often wonder why I am selectively social. Sometimes, I just don't like people. Sometimes, I don't like me. Sometimes, it's because my brain to mouth filter malfunctions and I say ridiculousness.
Last night I suffered from a brain to mouth filter malfunction. I went to a local high school to present a couple of scholarships. I said good evening and called out the wrong school name. to which I showed my utter shock and appall :
(this was me... literally)

I brought my self back from the edge claiming that was bad and begged to not be lynched. The audience laughed when I mentioned something about losing my mind. Thankfully, I presented the two scholarships without blunder. As I said thank you, I received a grand round of applause and hastily exited stage left and straight out the auditorium door. Now the answer to the puzzle remains... were they clapping because my blunder was hilarious or were they just happy to see me leave? Let's pray it was because of being proud of the students who showed great promise and received scholarship funds.

I decided that I needed some retail therapy while driving home. I remembered that I had ran out of my 3866 thread for Starry Night. Hobby Lobby... here I come. I only spent 45 cents on the thread. That was some expensive therapy! haha.

Finally. I'm home and in my comfy clothes. I sit down to stitch. Not. My poor stitching scissors have met their demise. Dottie, the neighbor's dog that I am "babysitting" decided they would make an excellent chew toy. See... the culprit. She better know that I love her.

Other than that, it's Friday! The morning started off rough when I banged my head on the bathroom door (don't ask), I spilled half a bottle of nail polish remover (1st world problem at it's best) and calmed my neighbor as she was crying (her husband is in ICU... this would be Dottie's Mom and Dad).

The afternoon is ending GREAT as I have a banana pudding milkshake in hand, I will head straight for new scissors and a bottle of wine after work, and Starry Night is coming along fabulously! I'm pretty psyched about finishing it before I am ninety. (That just means I will have to pass away after I finish another big project... LOL... ok bad humor.)