I'm so proud of it even if I can still see every little mistake I made every time I look at it. Mom's going to frame it and I'm glad because she will finally have a large tatted piece to frame. My great grandmother, Ske, was a pretty prolific tatter and my grandmother has quite a few framed doilies that were tatted by her but none of these have trickled to Mom yet.
The only frustrating thing is that I can't integrate my binges (that's what I call whatever crafting frenzy seizes me at the moment). After I finished this, I went on a tatting binge and started a few things and then for some reason went on a knitting binge. I wonder why that is? It's very frustrating to be excited about starting a project and then lose interest in it just to get excited about another project in a different craft. I have about a million unfinished projects laying around and it's not like I need anything else to make be more blah today.
And on that note I guess I should end this entry before everyone has to hear about my currently pitiful existence. :) Peace out hommies!