I'm back on the net for the next three days then off for two then home. We've driven from Pristina to Split! I'll have pictures in the next couple of posts, but for now you're going to have to make do with my stitching. I got more done on the fifth band now, but I'm going to be doing some frogging on it. I really don't like how light the outer hearts are, so I'm going to change them to my medium shade of green. It'll make them stand out more on the gold. Will probably do that tonight or tomorrow night here on the veranda at our hotel.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Back on the Net
I'm back on the net for the next three days then off for two then home. We've driven from Pristina to Split! I'll have pictures in the next couple of posts, but for now you're going to have to make do with my stitching. I got more done on the fifth band now, but I'm going to be doing some frogging on it. I really don't like how light the outer hearts are, so I'm going to change them to my medium shade of green. It'll make them stand out more on the gold. Will probably do that tonight or tomorrow night here on the veranda at our hotel.
Sunday, May 25, 2008
More Petals

Two more petals done on this; I should be able to get more done on the trip, perhaps even complete the flower. This is my last scheduled blog post. I might not be able to post again until the first of June, as I'm off on an adventure. Will share pictures and such when I get back, if not before.
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belt buckles,
needlepoint
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Blue Bubbles

I progressed some more on these bubbles. There are sixteen squares and I'm still on the first. The series ends at the end of the year, too! It's only available in the Marquoir German yahoogroup. I'm liking how it's turning out over one, even if it's going to be tiny.
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cross stitch
If Not for the Americans...
He said he'd be dead instead of fixing my wall. I was told I'd hear people tell tales of gratitude to the Americans, but this was the first one I heard since being here. He told me how the Serbs had burned down his house and he went from cousin to cousin and finally Macedonia to get away from the Serb army. He saw the bombs from the NATO planes fall, and he was so relieved to be able to live. He'd received no real education - the Serbs didn't allow Albanians more than the rudiments. No real future, no hope. All that changed with the Americans. He's worked for the mission for over eight years. His house is very near completion - he's been rebuilding it himself with the money and skills he's learned from the Americans.
I felt embarrassed. I wasn't personally responsible for any of the things that happened then, and I'm just here as a guest. We can't understand what they've gone through. It's been a century and a half since there's been a war on American soil. 9-11 is the closest we've ever come. I hope it never gets any closer than that. The whole thing left me proud of my country and embarrassed that I couldn't do more.
I felt embarrassed. I wasn't personally responsible for any of the things that happened then, and I'm just here as a guest. We can't understand what they've gone through. It's been a century and a half since there's been a war on American soil. 9-11 is the closest we've ever come. I hope it never gets any closer than that. The whole thing left me proud of my country and embarrassed that I couldn't do more.
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Kosovo
Friday, May 23, 2008
Blue and More Blue

I got a partial outline of the last garden bit done this week and even filled some of it in, too. Last night reminded me we were not in a first world country, though. The city has regular blackouts due to not enough electricity. The flat I'm staying at, though, has a generator that provides backup power for the building. It runs an average of three to four hours a day. Unfortunately for us, last night when it switched back to city power, our flat didn't get switched. The breaker flipped. It took a couple of hours to get someone with a tool to get into that particular breaker box out here to fix it. Needless to say, we didn't get as much sleep as usual.
On the other hand, we went out to eat last night because I was tired of cooking. We went down the street to a little place called Chalet Denis. The menu was in a combination English and German and it had a beautiful red brick oven. I had mushroom soup and a proscuittio pizza. My companion had a shop salad and a Chalet Denis pizza. The soup was as good as any soup I've tasted in France. They used real cream and had seasoned it gently. Was wonderful on a chill and wet day. For some reason, the Kosovar don't consider proscuittio a pork product. Beats me why, but it's on the menu at practically every restaurant. The pizza was good too, with ham and mushrooms on it cooked in the aforementioned oven. I only ate half; the rest will be dinner tonight, since we're going to be a bit busy packing for the trip starting tomorrow.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
One Color Done
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Faced
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