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Back in June 2007 my dear friend, Lisa, sent me a get well present. She sent me a beautiful pair of Gingher scissors (I believe the design is Maria). Anyway, I pretty much picked out some fabric and a pattern right away and started stitching a fob for these gorgeous scissors. I got about 70% done with the stitching and stopped working on it. For months and months and months it sat on my dresser collecting dust. This past weekend I finally picked it up and finished it. I wanted to do a ribbon rouching for the edge of the fob but the ribbon I had was too narrow, so I ordered some 13mm ribbon from my favorite LNS on Sunday and it was in my mailbox today! I just finished applying the ribbon edge and couldn’t wait to upload the photos. Isn’t it pretty? I love how it turned out!
Thanks, Lisa! I love, love, love the scissors. They are sure to get lots of use now that my fob is done. =)
The details:
I used this pattern. I used Gloriana silks in Fiesta 037. This is my all time favorite silk. So soft! The fob was meant to be stitched over one but as much as I love the look of over one stitching, I don’t like stitching over one. The fabric was a piece of Lakeside Linens Thistle Pink from my stash. The rouching instructions were adapted from Plush.
My ds turned 12 on Tuesday. I feel sad that I didn’t get here on the actual day to put up a birthday message. I have been sick as a dog the last week with a flu/cold thing. I spent the better part of his birthday in bed while he was at school. I did manage to get up and make him a cake and then take him to see Mall Cop with dh and dd. We had the entire theater to ourselves. I have never had that happen.
My ds is absolutely a delight. Which is especially wonderful because when he was two and three years old I wasn’t sure that either of us would ever survive toddlerhood. He was a monster. One of my favorite shirts of his at the time said, “Warning I am 3″. That pretty much summed it up. He hated anyone but me and my dh. I thought he would never get socialized. He loves everyone now and almost never has a mean thing to say. Although with 12 on the horizon for some time now I have noticed more biting remarks. I quickly keep him in check though. 
He is leaving the 6th grade this year for middle school and I am having major anxiety about it. We don’t live in an affluent area and the school he will attend has a wide variety of kids that attend from very good to very bad. I worry for him and for me! Will we survive? Time will tell, but so far we have done pretty darn good.
Love you, buddy. =)
