Relative humidity . . . not quite sure, but it is g.o.r.g.e.o.u.s outside. A little bribery (pose for me and I'll take you to get your ears double pierced) and a little natural high (The Killers concert was last night) plus the nicest day in ages made for a very compliant Veronica. The only time she balked a bit was when I said we were heading to Columcille for the "shoot" but even that wasn't bad. I'm 99% sure that we may have interrupted a meditation walk, but we were far less intrusive than the woman yakking on her cell phone.
Mom left on Friday evening; I love the woman to death, but it takes a lot out of you being in tourist mode with someone who raised you. New York on Tuesday proved to be a little too long, yet we did just about everything that we set out to do, save walk through Central Park and visit Brooklyn General. The train ride in was long, and there was a little bit of stress when talk turned to the wedding and the Bro, but it didn't dampen our spirits. The girls indulged me in a quick trip to Purl (more about the yarn this week), and all four of us successfully negotiated the turnstiles that gave Lola such trouble. Philadelphia the next day was a bit much as driving in Philly unnerves me to no end. I hate it and I don't know how people how live there do it on a daily basis. Luckily, once we arrived at Temple, we left the car and did a little shopping. I think Mom was a little disappointed since we didn't do any of the touristy things in Philly simply because I find the town so maddening to navigate. If the girls do wind up going to Temple, maybe they can take their Mimi around. Fun for all!
I've been knitting away on the February Lady Sweater; it's every bit as fun knitting for an adult as it is for a baby . . . maybe even more so since I know that I'll have a lovely purple sweater in time for my birthday. There are two smallish mistakes so far: two missed increases (added them later) and an extra stitch in a repeat (decrease it on the sleeves). See what I mean? So small that I didn't even go back and fix them.
Last night took us back to Philly (actually, Camden, NJ) for the Download Fest in which The Killers were headlining. The Flyer missed the last concert due to a work conflict so we kind of jumped at the chance to see them again as a family and because we knew we could justify it as an anniversary present. The beauty of the Fest were all the other bands we got to see. Sia, one of my all-time favorite female singers, performed on a smaller stage for about 45-minutes. Wonderful voice from a tiny woman who really should be more popular than she is. She's performing at All Points West next Saturday so she makes it into a select group of artists I've seen twice. Iggy and the Stooges went on before The Killers and the Flyer and I were stoked. Fifteen minutes into it, Veronica commented that she was worried about Iggy slipping a disc and I was just bored.
That's it from this sister. I'm heading to Ohio in eight days to finish the tattoo and get all wedding-y. I think that Lola and I are taking the boys to the zoo one of those days, which should be all sorts of fun. There are very few things that I miss about toddlers, but zoos are definitely one of them. Happy anniversary, baby! You've made the last 17 years something special. I still wonder who lost bets on this one making it past year five. Their loss . . . more than my gain. I love you.
PS - forgive the title, please. It was the number one song when we were married. Our song? "Thorn In My Side" but I used it last year.