About this time last week, the Flyer and I were sitting on a tiny little plane making our way to Ohio via Cleveland. Nice little airport with a President’s Club . . . that translates to free vodka tonics and cheese. Who needs dinner when you have individual packages of cheddar, Pepperidge Farms crackers, and all the vodka you can drink and still look reasonably sober? You know it’s a short hop to C-bus when the pilot says that it will be a 20-minute flight, and the flight attendant says you might not have enough time to power up the iPod.
I cast on for Barfly from Pints and Purls. I’ve never knit with Cascade 220 Quattro and really have enjoyed so far with the mix of the two colors. At first, I had my issues with the directions, but I really need to learn that it is rarely ever the directions; it’s my interpretation of the directions. My increase was too holey, and the way I read the directions produced an equally disastrous result. Luckily Joanne rescued me and got me on my way. I knit on it in the airport, in the President’s Club, at Lola’s, at Mom’s, but stopped short of knitting at Dad’s party . . . even though Mom said I could, I just didn’t feel right. It’s a relatively easy knit (and clearly belongs in a book that you can hoist a cold one to) and might be finished in time for the chilly weather next fall.
We had a good time at Dad’s convention/party. I guess none of us realized what a huge deal this was for Dad until the morning of the event. I took tons of photos but alas, I’m using the laptop and importing the 200 odd photos would take too long. You’ll just have to wait until later for the “illegal” photos of the Westcott House, the only Frank Lloyd Wright house in Ohio (and our hometown). Well, photos of that and the yarn . . . there’s always yarn especially when you stop in to both Wonderknits (co-author of Pints and Purls Libby Bruce’s shop) and my go-to Columbus knit shop Knitter’s Mercantile.
PS – Hurry home, Flyer . . . I miss you!