*I can't get enough of this song! Find it. Buy it. Enjoy it!
Ava talked about my LA debacle in the last post & that's what I'll blame for my silence. It wasn't just my West coast trip that knocked me on my ass. It really was the amount of travel leading up to LA & it was just the icing on a big ole shit cake. My body doesn't deal with travel the same way it did ten years ago. It takes me time to recover. After being stuck in O'Hare for around 16 hours, my body shut down.
But knitting came to the rescue once again. I had been told that I wouldn't be able to get home for 48 hours. So I literally wandered around O'Hare trying to figure out how to prove them wrong. As I sat in the four hour Customer Service line, I was able to almost finish the leg of a sock. I listened to other people's travel nightmare's. A woman was also coming home from a trip out West. She spent a week with a wonderful man that she had just met. No fighting. Just wonderful dinners filled with engaging conversations. When he dropped her off at the airport, he told her that he wasn't ready for a relationship. During the story, her phone would ring because he was concerned. She ignored all calls. She also told me about a TSA agent that made her open all of her IV eggs (I don't remember the correct terms. I was exhausted at this point). She was hoping that one would work, and she begged him to let her through. Once opened it'd be over. I think she was planning on donated or sell anything that was left-over. Who knew this stuff happened?
When I was told that there was an option, I walked Concourse C until I found a 3-person bench to sleep on. Thankfully, I remembered that I had another knitting nugget in my bag. I started the Featherweight Cardigan before my PA trip. I'm using Malabrigo Sock Yarn for this project. I decided to take the LYS' advice & alternate two balls of yarn. It makes sense since it's kettle-dyed. It makes greater sense because it provided a nice little pillow for my O'Hare sleepover. While I stood in line, I met a very nice man that was trying to reach his wife & four kids for a vacation. He kindly offered me his sweatshirt to use as a pillow, but I flashed my knitting.
Back to normal in Ohio. So normal that I started another project! I decided to treat myself to a little birthday gift. Ulmus is in progress. When I first saw this pattern, I wasn't sure about it. The rustic nature of the body paired with the lace border, didn't make sense to me that day. But I see it now! The haze is gone, people! I flipped through pages & pages on Ravelry. Now the very thing that I didn't understand months ago is the very reason I needed this shawl! I love the non-lace body. Sturdy, but beautiful with the alternating of the two colors. And the lace gives it a sweet touch.
Comfest is this weekend, so I'll be drunk on indie music & mugs of beer. Hippies galore. Don't worry, Ava. I'll keep my top on. If I would join the hundreds of women that get their chests painted, I would skip the unicorns or butterflies. No fairies or forest scenes that are very popular at Comfest. I'd have the artist write, "These boobs nursed two very hungry babies. Worship the floppy!"