Fall Decorating
The guys were Very Happy when I got in today. "Look! Look!," they said, proudly displaying the living room. They'd been decorating for fall while I was gone. The floor was clear of the usual building projects, the table was clear of all the mail, they'd found the autumnal tablecloth covered with autumnal leaves, they'd piled gourds in the center of everything.
It was quite impressive, and I was happy to be impressed.
Then, since I was home and had seen it, they pulled the building projects back out and put the mail back on the table. Now everything looks like it normally does, except there's a bunch of gourds around.
Darling guys.
But I am home, and I survived nicely, and Fayetteville was lovely, and now I'm doing laundry and cooking dinner. Well, not this EXACT minute, no, I'm blogging, which apparently Maggie the Cat is a crucial part of -- she thinks so, anyway. Can't get anything done on the computer unless you've got a cat on the lap.
I made great progress on the vintage cardigan over the weekend -- so much so that I may just focus on it now and finish it up. And there was a good yarn store near my hotel. It was, alas, open when I walked by -- thought I'd be safe, since it was after 6:00 on a Friday night, but NO, they're open till 8:00. Nevertheless, I got away with sock yarn and some point protectors, but no sweater yarn, though I saw some I loved. (Mohair, with a metallic core, copper colored. To die for.)
And I'm pleased to come home and discover that Amber and Megan have posted another installment of the Knitting Tarot, Card #XI, "The Gauge Swatch." Love it. All about Justice -- neither good nor bad. Just how it is. Reality check.
Only gets scary if you ignore it.
It was quite impressive, and I was happy to be impressed.
Then, since I was home and had seen it, they pulled the building projects back out and put the mail back on the table. Now everything looks like it normally does, except there's a bunch of gourds around.
Darling guys.
But I am home, and I survived nicely, and Fayetteville was lovely, and now I'm doing laundry and cooking dinner. Well, not this EXACT minute, no, I'm blogging, which apparently Maggie the Cat is a crucial part of -- she thinks so, anyway. Can't get anything done on the computer unless you've got a cat on the lap.
I made great progress on the vintage cardigan over the weekend -- so much so that I may just focus on it now and finish it up. And there was a good yarn store near my hotel. It was, alas, open when I walked by -- thought I'd be safe, since it was after 6:00 on a Friday night, but NO, they're open till 8:00. Nevertheless, I got away with sock yarn and some point protectors, but no sweater yarn, though I saw some I loved. (Mohair, with a metallic core, copper colored. To die for.)
And I'm pleased to come home and discover that Amber and Megan have posted another installment of the Knitting Tarot, Card #XI, "The Gauge Swatch." Love it. All about Justice -- neither good nor bad. Just how it is. Reality check.
Only gets scary if you ignore it.
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