Need a swift to corral your yarn while winding it up? Middlest sent me this link. Clever! I still have my 20+ year old umbrella swift that has served me so well, and I can tell that it is getting a wee bit creaky. Not unlike its owner.
Great fun with the dinner bunch last night. Major storms were forecast for the evening into overnight, and I can hear stuff splashing down outside. One of my paralegals warned me that tornadoes were a possibility. I got a few drops on the trunk while we were at dinner, and we had a perfect evening for strolling. There were handfuls of musicians on the sidewalks and in some of the shops.
LittleBit got all the graduation paraphernalia that she ordered. I have a wee calling card on my desk that I would love to show you, but then the Bad Yarn Pirates would know who we are and come steal my Alice Starmore books while we were sleeping. Or possibly LittleBit herself, which would be even sadder. So, no.
But two months from Monday, my last child will be graduating from high school and beginning Real Life in Earnest. I loved the Harlot’s post last year and echo many of her sentiments.
And now, if you will all excuse me, I need to go out in the rain and pick up the brownie mix to make the brownies that I will be taking to the dance tonight.
- Four years into widowhood, after one year of incredible happiness and nearly 14 years of single blessedness. Have given up perfect manicures and pretty hands in order to resume playing the soprano recorder and to see if I can figure out how to play bluegrass banjo. Singing in the shower. Still really, *really* love to knit!