Welcome Back, Welcome Back, Welcome Back!

If my blog could play music--it would be the Welcome Back, Kotter theme. Imagine you can hear it in the background as you read along. I know, it's been quite some time. I do have a Welcome Back, Kotter child's puzzle somewhere in this house. Too lazy to find it and post a pic right now, maybe some other time.

Life has been hectic! I went to Salem, MA, then to the Outer Banks the next weekend, then came back and hosted a BBQ at the house. Last weekend was supposed to be the man's sister and her hubby and two children staying with us but alas, they cancelled. I missed seeing them but was glad for some time to unwind a bit.

I went to the Arts Festival downtown, was a bit dis-a-POINT-ed (you'd get the pun if you lived here). It was not at the Point as usual due to the nasty park "renovations" (like cutting down 100 year old trees to make a giant amphitheater is fantastic). Most of it was where it usually is but I missed going to the stage by the Point and seeing the fountain and pausing to sit along the rivers (count 'em, three) and relax. We ended up in Market Square instead and this was not as relaxing as you would think. They had a live art exhibit there called Jaggerbush Junction that was quite noisy. I only bought one thing, a leaf made of clay. A maple leaf, like the tree outside our house in the front. We did get a free mini box of Chocolate Chex, which is still laying around here somewhere. Any takers?

The next day we did some yard work and I went to join some friends for a book study at a sweet little joint that serves up the most delectible vegan fare, the Quiet Storm. I would recommend the Raspberry Beret to anyone. Cue the Prince song, as Welcome Back has finished by now.

Knitting is still happening, along a slow, middle-of-a-gargantuan-sized-project-that-is-mostly-stockinette-stitch rate. Don't get me wrong, me likes the stockinette, it can just get a wee bloody boring at times. I had to run to the yarn shoppe for some extra balls of the yarn, as usual, and they still had it, thankfully. I have used 3 so far, am on the 4th. I bought 15 balls total. This should about explain right where things are at.

I also scored the most recent Knit 1 (the Green Issue, I know, it actually came out in May) and now feel I need to knit a dress from organic cotton. Here's the sitch: can't keep up with my subscriptions. Only have 3: Vogue Knitting, Interweave Knits & Knit 1. Doesn't sound that hard, does it? Well it IS hard when the stupid publishers keep sending you renewal notices when you have paid like, two years in advance. So you stop responding to these letters cause they don't fool you anymore. Then the mags stop coming. Then you stalk the mag racks in the Super Markets and Mega Bookstores to make sure you didn't miss out on something so spectacular that once you find it, you will be inspired to create your own line of beautiful knitwear and the Queen will knight you and Donatella will court your designer prowess and you will become a star on Knitty Gritty, so much so that you will have your own spin-off show, called Knitsburgh with the Point as the backdrop. And there won't be any "knitsters" around either-your guests will be "yinzers" of course and will eat pyrohy while knitting and will all proclaim a deep hatred for Sienna Miller at the start of each episode.

Just a few more things to get out there, ok? First, the good news: I got new glasses! And I'm going HERE this weekend! And the garden has grown like crazy! Now the bad news: Losing two good friends to the giant-skeeter-laden south (yeah, I'm talking about you). And crying when reading of a whale that lived for a century and was killed and it had a really old piece of harpoon embedded but was still killed anyway in a hunt. And finding a nice big hairball on the carpet right outside the bathroom door as it smooshes underfoot following your morning shower. And more good stuff to close to try and keep it positive: Eating soy icecream with some choco tortilla shells crunched on top and watching a fantastic summer storm. Dreaming again after a dream hiatus. And MTV for keeping my late nights REAL. As in REAL WORLD VEGAS REUNION BABY--gotta run, you know you're running to watch it too!