Six glorious days left….

Make for great colds.

The cowboy, D, and I are all sick with nasty summer colds.

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Naps, Noggin, tea, and OJ.

This is a shot of the cowboy and his cousin on vacation. It is so heartbreaking-ly sweet to me.

The cowboy is a very early riser… and an energetic one at that. This particular morn, we decided that we would let daddy sleep in a little. We took off for the “Tall, Tall Grass” and decided to go for a walk. Cousin S heard us outside of her cabin window and decided to join us.

I let the two of them walk ahead and talk a little. Their conversation went like this:

Cowboy:” I wike your ja-jamas… did you have a nice sleep?”

Cousin S: “yeah. I wike your orange pants. Thanks for walking me”

Cowboy: “Your welcome”

It was a joy to watch them. We hunted for snails, and there were tons of them!

Here is another precious moment from Fieldstone Farm:

The boys caught 10 fish! No joke… they were jumping on the line. I even fished a little and caught one or two….

Cal’s induction was great. The time with my family was priceless.

Edit Sunday August 5th:

Coleen Thinks the photo of the cousins looks like this:

I agree! Sweet!

I am home after a 10 hour day of car travel. I owe my son a HUGE debt of gratitude for being so amazingly good natured for ALL 10 hours!

This is a picture of the cowboy at “Cal Wipkin’s Birthday Induction” party. How cute is it that he thought we were invited to Cal’s party?

That is as close as I could get to a photo of the man. There were 75,000 people in attendance!

Ummm… think the look on the cowboy’s face has ANYTHING to do with the hat??

More to come. My bed is calling!

Oh lord! Is it Saturday yet?

Mama and family (lots and lots of extended family) are making the pilgrimage to Cooperstown on Saturday. I am surprised that i have packed for the boys, purchased snacks from Trader Joe’s for the journey, and have scheduled the cowboy for a haircut on Friday.

I was in my studio at 4:30 am this morning trying to finish up some things before I go. I was crazy productive. I may do a repeat of that tomorrow. I can sleep in the car on the way up to Fieldstone Farms. I have my Orioles flag for the porch! And the car! We really love Cal in our family.

So, I am desperately trying to get the yarn out before I go. I even thought of bringing my electric skeiner with me… but then thought that my dear husband may loose his freakin’ mind if I did that. We need a vactation away from work….. yarn=work at chez’ mama.

I had a little mini-knitting meltdown on Monday. I had the itch… you know the itch. That feeling that you must.buy.yarn.now. It all started because I saw this.

I saw it on the wonder that is Ravelry. I obsessed about it for …oh… a minute and started calling my LYS for the book. No luck finding Lopi book 25.

I called here and they had it. I drove 30 minutes to get the book. I then drove 45 to get the yarn. I am nuts.

I chose some colors using my color theory knowledge to change the scheme from neutrals to greens with a rust. I hope it turns out as I planned. It is really funny how when you step out of your original thought pattern or change the color scheme of a fair isle you feel like you are going over the edge. Even me. I teach all about that in my color theory in knitting class but still get that racy feeling. I am a damn rebel!

I will say this… knitting big, Icelandic wool on size 10’s makes for a quick knit. Let me tell ya!

I also have 1/2 a FO to report.

Hello sockpalooooza 4 socks. (sorry for the light on the picture to be a little crappy!)
I am doing the mini monkeys. Sweet! Good job on the mods Cara!

Ok… off to the ortho guy to get my mouth winched. Say hey if you see me in Cooperstown. I will be knitting a sock at the induction!!!!

Edited at 7:18pm:

Oh God…let it be Saturday! After a damn day like today… I need a vacation!

Another night at the studio… the heat here in Charm City is killing me. I have my AC running non-stop… and it is hotter than hell up here on the 4th floor.

I am spending a lot of time here in the studio. It is really nice to come here and get work done. I love having a separate place to work. God! I would trash my tiny rowhome so badly if I was still dyeing at home.

I am hoping to get a little knitting time in soon. Babies are hatching, sock pals are waiting, birthdays are coming. Damn!

I am headed to Cooperstown at the end of the month to see our IRON MAN be inducted into the Hall of Fame.

I am not a native daughter of Charm City… but I love him just the same. There is this hometown pride when you mention Cal.

Cooperstown is my dad’s place. I feel so close to him when I am there. I am so glad that I can share it with the cowboy and D. D loved my dad as if he were his own dad.. so I know he will be happy to go too. I am looking forward to a few days with my family… my mom, brother, sister, cousins, and aunts (and adopted family) will all be there. I am so looking forward to being totally available to my husband and child without the thought of things that need doing.

I am ONLY BRINGING my sockpaloooza pal’s socks with me. No joke. They are the only thing to knit while I am there.  I am also going to try to resist the temptation to bring the family on the “Tour de Yarn”.

I did look up a teeny, weeny shop in Cooperstown though…. 

The USB cable and the camera found each other tonight!

That is about how far the cowboy went in ArtFibers. What a store. I dream of a store like that. Luxury milled yarns hand-dyed by them….. sigh!

Phil got frisky with some of the ladies…

He loves a strong woman!

Here he is choosing my yarns. We went with the chocolate brown colorway.

The Cowboy wanted Phil to see the sights…

Oh MY! The TransAmerica Building. Great architecture!

The day ended on a cable car. That is one happy boy.

Oh boy. I am one tired Mama!

But… here are some glimpses of the first part of the cruise.

Here are my friends: LadyLungDoc , Michelle (aka: Mistress of the Sweet Sheep), and none other than that Knittin’ Mom extraordinaire, Chrissy Gardiner. I miss them all! It was great to get a little face time with your virtual (or imaginary: as D calls them) friends.

This would be a picture of the cowboy who took it upon himself to draw “tattoos wike you mommy!” on his little body/face at the kids Ocean Adventure program. I can not blame them. I know he is quick with a marker. Thank god it was washable.

Looky Here! Miss PinkAcrylique herself! Wearing these!!

That would be the first yarn I ever dyed! I knit those for her in Sockpalooza3 ! It was so great to see them again on their recipient!

Meet Phil. Do you recognize him? Maybe he made the journey with a friend from Albuquerque?

Yup. That is Barry! Barry’s mom is this lady. Noelle kindly brought Barry’s cousin Phil over from Europe (SERIOUSLY!) to live in Maryland.

Of course… as a new adoptive mother… I had to show Phil the sights!

More of the BIG adventures of SEASOCKS IN SAN FRANCISCO and yarn p*rn tomorrow!