On a Wing and a Prayer

I'm well into this table mat commissioned by my friend Mary.  Hooking in a #6 which seemed small after  my last project with the hand torn strips!  But after hooking awhile it doesn't seem much different than an 8.   I guess I'm tricking my own mind!  Something which comes in very handy on occasion. 
This little mat is designed per Mary's request to fit a small rectangular shaped table with rounded corners in her living room.  The mat is to cover the entire top of the table.  Hopefully my measurements and careful hooking inside the lines of the perimeter will have it fitting her table almost perfectly.  It is a nagging thing I keep trying not to think about. ( fitting the table perfectly).  The table was tipped upside down and traced onto my paper when I started the design. I actually cut the design out and walked over to Mary's and laid the pattern on the table.  A couple of minor adjustments and we have what I hope is going to be the perfect fit.   Using the word perfect lightly! 
How do you like the colors?  Mary has been over here visiting my wool stash and was drooling over the hot pink texture in my cabinet.  I didn't think at first we'd go with the brightest thing in my stash..... but as time went on and we talked colors and I could sense  she was thinking colorful and what she calls "Bohemian colors"was going to be what made her happiest.  Then Mary sprung a little divine intervention on the subject which clinched the hot pink texture right out of the cabinet and into her rug!  She shyly revealed that God wanted me to know that if I used  one of my special wools ( read: one that I have been hoarding for God knows what) in her rug, that every time she walked past the rug knowing what special wool I used she could say a prayer.  And God would send special blessings my way.


Well, I'm not one to interfere in divine interventions.  Truth be told I was saving that special piece of pink for a special rug.  Is this that rug?  So far the colors seem to be picking themselves...... or are they? What better way to be hooking with such lovely thoughts in mind.  Flowers, friends, color and happiness.  Oh and maybe a little prayer that it actually fits the table when it's done!
Cathy G

As Promised..... progress report

Last evening my brother Ron who lives in Minnesota called me from a truck stop somewhere near Dallas Texas.  I think he likes to call so I have something to worry about and keep me up all night! Ha!  He is an over the road trucker. He said he was bored and holed up because of all the ice on the roads in one of the worst truck stops you could imagine. Said he used his shirt sleeve to open and close the door on the bathroom.  Said another trucker had gotten sick a week before eating a sandwich he purchased there that had some mold on it.  The guy must have been really hungry or poor eye sight.  Anyway back to Ron.... all state highways and roads were closed north of Dallas and he was trying to make it back to Minnesota with a load.  So this morning a convoy of truckers who were there with him were going to head out together to see how far they could get.  My brother has been driving big rigs all his life.  He is a very experienced driver. He is a story teller.  Some of the stories I probably didn't need to hear right before going to bed. 

I hooked late into the night. Promise is looking promising.  I need to tweak a little here and there. My favorite part is the flower. Not sure I like the beige background color either but I'm not going to change that now.  It is what it is. 

I had an interesting question from Miss Potter in my last post.  She so kindly asked if I had a site where I sold my products.  Bless her heart!   My answer would be I am working myself in that direction.  It's been a long haul. Every time I get some wool dyed I tend to get greedy and hook it all myself.  Perhaps a pattern or two could be offered for sale.  I use my linen and backing as fast as I order it too!  I love to hook. I love to design.  And I hope I find out soon if I love to teach.  So bear with me lovely Miss Potter from Italy.   I will try harder to bring my wares to the market!

After hooking until 1:00 AM I drifted off to sleep.  I had a dream that a convoy of truckers were driving through huge drifts of snow.  They were barreling up Highway 53 northbound for a little town in Northern WI.  The signs on the side of the trucks read Heaven's to Betsy Wool Co.  The convoy arrived on my doorstep and the truckers began unloading bolts of wool into my garage.  I hoped I had enough sandwich meat and bread on hand to feed all those guys............

Cathy G