Quick, quick post before we make the trek to Mom and Dad's to get ready for all the festivities. The Other Sister always says that coming home stresses her out, but for us, it really is like a vacation . . . with some extra yelling for your pleasure.
I landed in C-bus yesterday morning (memo to Continental: 6:20 AM flights are horrible but thank you for offering them), went with Lola and Tuck to his doctor's appointment (100 percentile for length, 78 percentile for weight, 100 percentile for cute), sat like a good little girl for 3.5 hours to finish the tattoo (photos coming later when it looks all pretty and not scarred), and then grabbed a little BW3 with Gus (cute beyond words). Today? Eating and yarn shopping and packing in that order. Why didn't anyone extole the virtues of Dream In Color yarn before hand? I mean, I'm sure someone said it was lovely, but seriously, why not push a little harder in my direction? I picked up a hank of the lace-weight (which seems rather dense, if you ask me) in Good Luck Jade for another Clapotis, but who knows if that will happen or not.
All Points West last Saturday finally hit the point home that I am truly too old to attend all day music festivals. Honestly, at some time, you have to admit that you might not have to energy to make it through the day watching bands that you only marginally know (but obviously I took photos - duh!). To combat that, the Flyer and I took the ferry to Ellis Island and Liberty Island for some cheap fun. Sia? Excellent concert again. Kings of Leon? Betty, you have my permission to marry any of the Followill brothers, but you know the two your mama prefers. Radiohead? Great show, but I'm not a committed fan. I only know a handful of songs, so I didn't have that near-religious experience that so many others did, including the nice young man in front of us. Sir, it was a pleasure watching your ecstasy kick in . . . a pleasure. In the end, my paranoia about making the train kicked in and we left partway through the show. I know, I know - concert sacrilege but I did it and I've dealt with it.
So, this might be our last post until Sunday, unless you see one that says, "Help us. Send yarn now." If you see that, we mean business.
Ava (and Lola)
PS - Even though we know she doesn't read it, we can't help but saying Happy Birthday to our little sister, whom we dearly love, despite what you might think by calling her the "Other Sister."
Oh dear! Haven't I mentioned the joy of Dream In Color?! I'm working on a hoodie for Izzy (DD#1) with 7 amazing colors of the worsted. Sublime.
I knew about their sock and worsted, but lace too?! Be still my heart!
Looking forward to hearing all about the wedding. Have fun!
Posted by: Kirsten | August 12, 2008 at 06:36 PM
We still haven't worked out how much you two are going to pay me not to blurt out the existence of this little corner of electronic bliss during the reception.
Especially if BL is the designated driver and I'm free to imbibe all I wish.......
Posted by: MC | August 12, 2008 at 07:58 PM
I can't wait to see pictures of your pretty colored in tattoo!
And Dream in Color. I went to a yarn shop with my aunt and pick up a skein and just held it and walked around the store with it. I couldn't bring myself to spend all of my yarn budget on 1 skein of it though. But it sure was pretty and soft...and, dare I say it...Smooshy? teeheehee...
Posted by: Leigh | August 12, 2008 at 09:36 PM
I can't say enough good things about Smooshy, and I've liked the Baby I've been using too. It felt a little scratchy at first, but I think that was because my skin was irritated by something else. Looking forward to seeing a finished tatoo photo!
Posted by: Carrie | August 15, 2008 at 07:09 PM