Mood Music
Music makes my world go ’round. Lately, I’ve been stuck on XM channel 8, which is all ’80s, all the time. I guess for three minutes or so at a time, I can remember what it was like to not have a care in the world, other than getting a paper in on time, or whether to buy a new dress for the next formal (duh? yes?).
My weekend was, as the trend seems to be going, not much like what I’d planned. It started Friday afternoon, when a call to my aunt to confirm Sunday’s furniture pick-up turned into “let’s do it next week when we can really enjoy the visit.” I walked back in the house to this:

Gretchen (aka: Sissy) was four-footing in the woods and tangled with a bee. It was really rather impressively swollen, but she kept hunting, and trying to learn to walk on fallen trees. By the time I went to the firehouse for dinner, it looked rough. The grape children’s chewable Benedryl didn’t do much for it by bedtime, but when I gave her a second one in the morning, within an hour, it was markedly improved, and by noon when the Knight got home, it looked normal.
I wish I had a cute, current shot of Baby G. Oh my goodness, how she made my WEEK! From the first moment I held her at just a few hours old, that baby has had my heart like no other. She knows it too. She rarely kisses her own father, yet when I shouted her name across the firehouse bays, she threw her arms wide and practically jumped into my arms, immediately pressing against my shoulder with her own little brand of upright spooning. While I was soaking that up, she picked up her head and gave me a kiss, smack on the lips! I got another before dinner, and yet another when they were leaving. It’s the simple things in life…
Saturday, I was up bright and early to head to the River City Knitters meeting with Rosanne. The bit on podcasts was interesting, but I still think I’m a reader. If there’s noise, I’d rather have music than someone I don’t know talking to me. If you go to the Show and Tell page, you can see me with Margaret (blogless) and our socks. She did contrasting toes, but I wasn’t excited about contrasting toes, for some reason. Margaret’s look awesome though!
Yes, yes, I finished the second motif sock, just in time to gift on schedule, but that post will have to wait. After the meeting, a group of us went to lunch together at PF Chang’s. Robin was having something delightful that I couldn’t resist; I don’t know the name of it, but the shrimp with the melon balls and glazed walnuts was outstanding! It was great to see Mary again too. Katie and Alice were there too. (Hurry up and click on Alice’s name to see that INCREDIBLE waffle weave towel she made!)
Rosanne kicked off my birthday celebrations on Saturday with a great tote full of goodies. I’m not about to blog about every gift I receive, or even all of the yarn-related ones, but Rosanne is a gifted giver, and as always, there are a couple of items that if I didn’t share them here, I’d be remiss in my duties as an enabler.
Firstly, there were these beautiful stitch markers from Better Bead It! Designs. They’re truly little works of art, made from glass beads. I need a better system for storing all of my pretty stitch markers; some are in the pouch Mary made for me, but you know, stitch markers comes in different sizes, and now, I have crochet markers too… So many accessories, so little well-designed storage!
This is a coffee table cookbook if ever there was one. SIGH! The Knight has been watching the cupcake craze, and wishes he’d been able to have a cupcake “cake” in lieu of our wedding cake. There are some impressive ideas within, and I might - MIGHT! - just be inspired to create cupcakes galore for his next birthday. The food stager and photographer(s) for this book have my deepest respect, and if you happen to live near Charlottesville, let me know. I might be in need of an outstanding food artist… Oh - and be sure to click on the photo and go visit the website. I haven’t joined the club yet, but you never know…
After a great morning and afternoon with friends, I knitted a bit and then headed to the station for dinner again with the Knight and his duty crew. Bless the captain’s heart… He and the Knight prepared a feast, to celebrate his wife’s birthday (Sunday) and mine. He even made us a cake, and I’m sure you’re sorry the Knight didn’t snap a photo of the two of us blowing out our candles together. She’s quite a bit younger than I am, so her wise husband simply gave us two candles each. The guys muddled through just about the worst rendition of “Happy Birthday” I’ve ever heard, so much so that I began singing to my fellow celebrant too, in an effort to drown them out.
Sunday was lunch and thank you cards at the inlaws’ house, followed by the Knight snoring while I knitted. I’ll do an FO post on the socks soon, and probably before dinner tonight, I’ll finish the hat that’s been languishing for weeks too.
How was your weekend?
Sunday, I think we’re going to stay in town long enough to have lunch with the Knight’s extended family at his parents’ house, but we’ll have to bug out and leave them to start on the Thank You Notes without us. (Yeah. SNOL if you will, those who know the Knight. Like he’d even sign his own name on a TY.) I feel that’s a fair compromise, because I’m sure they won’t finish tomorrow, and I will have at least a few to help with on Monday at work. Even if they do finish without me, frankly, I feel it’s fitting and more socially correct for the TYs to come from Pop’s children, not a granddaughter inlaw, right?
Then, we’ll head to “The Gateway to the Northern Neck” and with a rather bitter twist of fate, close out my grandmother’s estate by picking up my furniture inheritance. They’re calling for storms, but we’ll take tarps and tape, and it will be okay. Hopefully, we’ll be able to have supper with my aunt and uncle before we head home. Dodging storms would be nice too.
I’m also going to finish the motif sock this weekend if I have to pull an all-nighter. I wanted it done for tomorrow’s show and tell at the guild meeting, but that ain’t happenin’. This will be my last non 2 at a time socks for a while, because I do indeed have second sock syndrome. I can’t imagine how painful the stockinette foot will be, but at least I have lots of travel time for mindless knitting. I may have to get Rosanne to stop somewhere tomorrow in the City (Richmond, as opposed to the village I live in) to get me a book light, just in case Sunday evening’s return trip is in the dark. Sure, it’ll drive the Knight up the wall, but he’ll feel sorry for me and just shake his head… He doesn’t need to see anyway. Both of our vehicles can make the trip from the farm home (or vice versa) on auto-pilot.
Saturday morning, I headed northwest to 
The afternoon brought another motif and a sock. I’d actually done one of these suckers about five times (if you count how many times I did part of the pattern before even “don’t frog” Edie suggested I go back to the point of non-mess-ups), but it was in DK weight, and y’all know I’m a fingering weight gal. So, thanks to blogless Margaret from 
I also grabbed some of this month’s Tofutsies special yarn, 
I love this yarn, and the color is just fabulous! Here’s a shot of part of clue one. That part on the needles has eight repeats, only one of which is shown there. I did another last night, and hope to finish that up plus start on clue #2 tonight. Yes, it does look rather like a scarf. I’m using the #6s called for in the pattern, because I like the way the stitches look. A lot of women are using #9s, and everything in between, to get a bigger stole. The designer insists my little wad there will block to 20″, and I’m going to trust her. Those Bryspuns are 14″, so it’s not totally inconceivable…
clue #2 on the RCK KAL first! I’m actually going to use the suggested yarn in the pattern, Alpaca Sox, but only one skein, as short me only needs the 60″ one skein will supply. Plus, pat me on the back after all the stash building I’ve done this week, I had that in my stash! It might turn into a gift, but right now, it’s for me. I’m being a very self-centered knitter, it seems.

Since I’m in search of a machine wash and dry cotton blend for a special baby blanket I need to start, I cast on for the 
Let’s go back to my front porch, yesterday afternoon.
Anita also included this lush, angora blend. I wonder if I’ll ever spin well enough to feel I can do it justice? Almost looks like cotton candy, doesn’t it? Feels MUCH better though. Sorry to the Knight and the cotton candy fans out there. I don’t care for the stuff, but this? Ahhh… I have no desire to taste it, but I could be content to just hold it and pet it.
Today also marked the start of the RCK lace KAL. It’s my first ever mystery KAL, so I’m excited! Of course, I have no fewer than three yarns I’m considering for it, so stay tuned. Once I get the Butterflies out, I’ll cast on. We get one clue every month, and even get to name the shawl. Fun, no?
After the meeting, 

Saturday, there was a little shopping session after class.
I also touched everything the Yarn Barn had there to see. I ended up getting six balls of Noro Niji, a mohair silk blend, in color #86, and one in color #266. (Yes, it seems I suddenly am a Noro addict.) I’m thinking about
When I got home Saturday night, there was a special treat waiting for me. Since I have neither wheel nor spindle to make my own handspun, I had to buy some from
You have to see a close-up of the stitch markers and Jessi’s adorable business cards. Since I linked to Jessi’s blog, you need to find the way to 
Rosanne
I carried my socks and Clappy (got to see a finished Clapotis up close and in person - yay!), but poor Clappy stayed in my tote. The good news is my socks will be done before bedtime tonight, ready to be gifted on Monday. Phew! For once, I’m ahead of my deadline with room to spare. I’ll talk more about this whole two at once via Magic Loop when it is a FO, however I did do each heel separately, and then had trouble getting everything synchronized again, but I figured it out! A couple more inches, another inch of ribbing, and I’ll bind off.
I couldn’t resist “Drama Queen” by the afternoon speaker, Colleen Davis, mother of the president of our guild. By the time we learned of the session, it was full, but luckily, she shared several pieces during “show and tell” at the end of the meeting. Maybe this will inspire me to actually knit a sweater… 
(Please note that while the Princess cared not to pose pretty for the camera during her own shoot, she couldn’t let the Prince have a moment alone.) Neither dog minds wearing bandannas at all, and while Mugsy only has to wear them to humor me on holidays, Sissy is going to wear a bandanna regularly to help with that very wet basset mouth she’s developing. Sigh…







