Pictures. Lots of ’em. I’m on vacation again (I like to split my three weeks up, one every few months….), and I don’t like spending so much time on the computer when I’m on break.
Lala’s party! (If you weren’t invited and we love you, don’t worry, we still do, but we had space restrictions, and I limited invites to Lala’s friends Pre-Rachael (and my sisters, of course). Otherwise it would have turned into a knitting party, and you know what THAT’S code for. General debauchery. Can’t have that, no.
There would never be debauchery at any of OUR parties.
No debauchery here, either. (Debauchery is just such a good word to say, innit?)
Oh, we GOT her. She was all tired and stuff, and I was all whiney after we went to dinner with her brother and sister-in-law, "But I wannnnt to see Spirited Away at their house…. Please? I know it’s your birthday and you’re exhausted from your day, but please….." So she was a champ and said okay, and we went up the stairs into the living room and SURPRISE! Oooh, she was a little peeved at first. Heh.
She is the violent Buddhist sort, you know, so I got shot:
But then she realized, hey! These people don’t suck! I like these people! And then she had a great time.
And she got a sweater! (In June. I am Smart That Way.)
In fact, her head started to melt, she was so happy.
One of the best parts of the party was that we totally geeked out. La’s brother Richard has a bunch of Rubik’s Cubes. 2×2, 3×3, 4×4, and dude, the 5×5. He can solve them one-handed. I swear he peels the labels off faster than the eye can see and sticks them back on. So we were all kinda playing with those. And then someone dragged out my wheel (which I had brought, all ruse-fully), and everyone had a go on it. Man, I had some drunk tangles on there.
Behold, the Party Wheel:
I think a good time was had by all:
And not only that (there’s more! fabulous prizes!), we went on a little surprise trip. She’d never been to Yosemite, so we had to go in the ‘vertible (only way to go) and look at the sights.
I brought my knitting, of course:
Oh, and the Party Wheel:
Lala brought her banjo:
We so know how to party, yo.
(There was one fabulous moment when Lala looked up from the banjo, at me spinning, and said, "Oh, my GOD!" I thought a bear must be behind me or something. Then she said, "I just realized. We’re HIPPIES!" She was completely horrified.)
(And no, we’re not, honey. We’re geeks, but not hippies. I wear lipstick and you wear leather.)
(Also, although I am usually terrific about keeping the camp clean (stayed in a Curry Village tent cabin) and scent free due to rampaging alcoholic bears, I have to say it’s unnerving to wake up and realize that I left the trash bag with beer bottles and candy bar wrappers on the chair, and that the M&Ms I had hidden in the unused sleeping bag were on the floor, because it had become very cold in the middle of the night and I’d taken the sleeping bag out and spread it over us, and THEN, when we went to the car in the morning (I’d left the top down so that even if the bears smelled something (like the garlic-basil gouda we’d eaten on the road), they wouldn’t rip open the top), we found we’d left an open HONEY STICK on the floor of the front seat. Yeah. Go to Yosemite and leave HONEY in your car for the bears. Sheesh. Kind of amazing.)
I am paranthesed-out. So just a few more, and then I’m on vacation, blog and email-wise, until next Tuesday.
The Pink Handspun Sweater:
It’s Blue-faced Leicester, spun in soft singles, dyed with Black Cherry Kool-Aid (in a low-temp microwave, skein by skein, not left to cool) knit up on size 5US. Pattern is my own — just kind of knit until I liked it. Raglan, done in pieces, since I really wanted to get different shadings in different areas. I had one mistake ball of white/pink speckles, so I used that for one sleeve edge and the zipper bands. Zipper from Zipperstop, totally fast. I had the zipper by the time I was half-way done.
Can I just tell you I *love* this sweater? I’ve worn it pretty much since I finished it, nonstop. (In the heavy mist of Bridal Veil Falls in Yosemite, I smelled a rising cherry fragrance…..)
I modeled it on those baby sweaters that you take off the needles and think, "Oh, I wish I had one of these for me, but big."
Adah likes it, too:
Okay. Have a good week, y’all! I’m off in the rain (weird) down the coast to celebrate Mom’s birthday.
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