Justly Married

Well, for those of us who were all aggrieved on account of missing all the hoopla in San Francisco on Friday (though now we come to think of it, we got to spend the day in the library with the Victoria History of Huntingdonshire, which does have its own charms), there's a lovely bunch of pictures which document the Big Day at City Hall, right through the mass deliveries of flowers on through the mass pizza deliveries. (Thanks to Mamarama for the link.) There are lots of pictures, but they're divided up into separate pages, so they don't take forever to load. If you keep going, you'll run across Phyllis Lyon and Del Martin.

(Here's what I wonder: about the two women who are both in white wedding dresses. Where in the hell did they get those dresses on such quick notice? Cause this wasn't some plan-for-a-year-big-ol-reception-at-the-Four-Seasons thing. This was a hey-quick-get-over-to-San-Francisco-City-Hall-right-now thing. Were the dresses hanging in the closet, waiting for some big day in the future which suddenly arrived? Did the two women run out and get the dresses the night before over at the mall? Did they borrow them from friends who had used wedding dresses hanging around, taking up space? Damn. I'll never actually hear this story, I expect.)

But I do more than sit around and surf the net. Sometimes I sit around and knit:



This is one of the fronts of the "Cul-de-sac" vest. It's fine, it's good, but the main important thing about this picture is not actually the vest front, though I do include it here as Knitting Content. It's that the picture has been taken outside. In the SUN! Yes. Granted, I'm bundled up and freezing, during the photo shoot, but we were outside when that picture got taken. And there was sun.

The child's outside now, melting snow with his magnifying glass. A proper activity for a young scientist in Pittsburgh in the middle of winter.

Later, hot chocolate.