#77: Finish my Cross-Stitch

When I was really little, the first day of the week I understood was Wednesday, because this was the BEST DAY OF THE WEEK. On Wednesday nights, my Mom's friends (other moms from the neighbourhood) used to come over to my house, have tea in the best glass mugs, and have a 'craft night.' And I could stay up late because we had company. 

So you could say, I had no choice but be inclined towards craftiness. Brownies, Girl Guides, and various art camps didn't help much either. 

I always liked cross-stitch as a craft - mostly because it was really easy to get a hang of, in comparison to knitting or something. I remember my Mom doing cross stitches of kitchy bathroom signs ("If the Soap's Not Wet, You're Not DoneYet!") or pictures of flowers and cats. 

And I still do like cross stitch - but the fairies and precious moments designs aren't for me. I saw a similar one of these ironic cross stitches on Pinterest, and used Cross Stitch Writing Tool to get a pattern for, I think, I very useful phrase to hang on a wall: