Before Christmas I was busy making housewives, all but one have gone on to better homes. The red celestial to a local tatting guild friend, the butterflies to a far away tatting friend, and the sunflowers to my daughter a tatter. I'm wishing I had taken final pictures with the beaded fobs, pin felts, and other decorations, just as a record for future use. The garden cat one is still unfinished
and may become a knitting house wife for me. I do have a picture of a tatted flutter from the butterfly wife, this will be motif #11 in my challenge. It is a variations of an Adelheid Dangela book Tatted Butterflies, I love that little book. It is tatted in size eighty thread with size 15 beads added around the edges, fun.
Warning whine zone ahead!
Speaking of housewives, I sick of being treated as a stupid housewife, a dumb woman, or an unequal to men person. I go to put my car insurance in my name, fine but they phone him and ok it imediately after I leave, grrrr, would they do that to a man. I can't take my cell phone number to my new provider unless he handles the exchange because it's in his name, grrrrrrrr, notice the grrr is getting longer. I go downtown to the housing authority to handle my missing rent checks and transfer paper work , but now I'm not a valid person, he must do it even if it is now my property, grrrrrrrrrrrrr. Maybe if I was six and a half foot tall, big and hairy, loud and rude, with a overgrown mustache, I would get some respect, hmmp. Gotta work on that, hehe.