Swallowed lettering

I tried to outline the almost invisible organza with a tiny running stitch. Nyeh. Didn't look good. I was going to remove the wavy strip until I remembered that I had not just sewn it down but fused it. Then I thought to put a darker strip to cover up the one beneath. But that would be bulky. Since the piece seemed pretty much ruined anyways I decided to go over the invisible organza letters with the pearl puffy fabric paint I bought in Israel. That really looked awful so I took a piece of fabric and wiped off the paint. Lo and behold, the lettering is now visible. Go figure. It doesn't have the sparkle effect I wanted but maybe I can remedy that some other way. I also finished my first pass of embellishing but am not sure I don't want to add more. I'm giving it a rest and when I go back to it in a day or two, maybe it will tell me how it feels.

I stopped at around noon because I spoke with Dev and invited her and my Mom for lunch. I assured Devora that we had food, she didn't need to bring anything. I pulled out the leftover soup, leftover majadra, leftover cauliflower & Jamaican pumpkin salad. I quickly made an Israeli salad (tomato, cucumber, green pepper cut into small pieces), opened a few tins of tuna and boiled some pasta. Put out the chumus and the freshly baked pitot, both of which Menachem made. Et voila. Devora still brought bourekas and babka cake. So a full meal.

Did I mention that it's a quarter to four in the afternoon and I'm still in my pj's? It's just one of those days.