The Medal Ceremony

 The results are in.

The scores have been tallied.

The medals have been awarded.

I'm happy to announce my awards:

Gold medal- for getting off the starting block

Gold medal-for having to make some decisions
about what to do and 

how to do it.

Gold medal-for invisible applique stitches

No event seems to be void of some drama.

After laying out some of the star flowers,

and getting ready to stitch, I thought,

"I'd better put a few leaves down, just to make

sure there is space."

Okay, so where did I put the 40 leaves I cut?

Not in my sewing bag.

Hmmm.

A quick phone call to Running Man back home.

"Hi, will you do me a little favor?"

"I've lost my leaves.

Would you check in my sewing room on the cutting table?"

"Nope, not there."

"How about in the spare room on the bed."

"Sorry."

"Well, then they had to have slipped in between the cushions

on the couch."

"Not there. Are you sure you cut them out?"

"Sure I'm sure."  

I was beginning to doubt myself as well.

"Well," I said slowly, "There is one more place

to look, but it's not going to be fun or easy.

Remember the stinky trash bag you took out 

Sunday morning..."

"Okay,
I'll have to call you back."

Tah-dah.
Leaves found, slightly damp, but

all there together along with the scraps.

What would the Olympics be 

without some drama.

Thanks, Running Man.

Until Next Time-