I’m stitching a poem of sorts my boyfriend came up with. You see, he likes to say that I have a tendency of going into “burrito mode” by wrapping myself tightly inside a blanket when sleeping (not to say that he doesn’t also). One night while in a drunken or a half-sleepy state, he made this poem. To this day, it’s been an inside joke shared just between the two of us 😀
The finished text is two weeks worth of stitching. I plan on adding small patterns of a burrito, a taco, a cat and a heart; two will be in the top left hand corner, two will be in the bottom right corner, and maybe fillers will be in the two corners left over.
lol, apparently “taco cat” is a palindrome.