Cult Times
This weekend might be Memorial Day to general American population. To those of us who know, it is Cummington. (Or as Cassie called it, the The Cummington Wool Cult). I think Cate is doing her part to really get the cult status! While the festival is a small one by MDSW or Rhinebeck (another cult you ask?) standards, the gathering promises to be one where friends can really enjoy it together. My short people will probably get a great kick out of being in a house with other short, yet older, people. They do so love it when their cousins come up for a visit. The boy yearns to play with older boys and now that he's a bit bigger, he got in on the reindeer games last weekend. He was grinning from ear to ear while he chased after his big (almost 5 and 8 yr) cousins.
Tomorrow is an early out from work, and by exchanging lunch today for an extra hour tomorrow, I'll hopefully be on the road early enough to be at Cate's in time for dinner. I'm bringing the baby benadryl just in case K&A take to sleeping there as well as they did the first night at MD. I also hope that little miss velcro will detach herself from me long enough to enjoy the festival and mini-festival.
Sunday we'll be heading to stay with my folks on the boat. The twins haven't been there yet this year but as the boat is on the way back, sorta, we'll be stopping off. Right now we're planning on an overnighter and I do hope it will go well. It didn't last year but again, that's no indicator of what will happen now. Heck the monkeys definitely have me on my toes and scared to commit to saying anything. As soon as I think I have their likes/dislikes figured out, they switch it up on me. I suppose I should get used to it.
I'm beyond the halfway point on the foot of the second F&F sock. I picked up for the heel gusset on the PATH train last night and by the time I got to my car, I had 5 repeats of the lace portion on the foot done. I counted how many repeats are in the first sock (15 on the cuff, 16 on the foot) so that I could match the two socks exactly. As of this morning's commute, I have 11 repeats complete. This sock is going down. I'll have to bring something else for the weekend, in case I actually get some knitting time that is. Cabled sweater is probably not a great idea for social knitting, but you never know. Another pair of socks? Maybe. Not like I'm lacking for sock yarn. And socks patterns.
Speaking of patterns, UPS's little online tracking app is showing me that my latest order is out for delivery. I've been watching Wendy knit Inishmore and my recent experiences with cables has me really itching to try something on a grander scale. So I went shopping. Online this time. I bought the Starmore's Fishermen's Sweaters: Twenty Exclusive Knitwear Designs for All Generations and Elsebeth Lavold's Viking Patterns for Knitting. I'm itching to sit down with these books.
Oh wait, must pack, or make a serious effort at getting everything ready to simply throw in the car tomorrow after work. Sigh. I hate packing. I've done a lot of things to avoid packing, including scrubbing a stove. Don't get me wrong, I love going places, I just hate the prep work in getting there. Its worse now that there are little people relying on me to bring everything their fickle little toddler hearts might want. Oy. The weather (and I won't go down that ugly path again today) is not making my packing any easier. At least the NOAA webpage is showing Saturday as pretty decent and 64F. Could be worse. Oh and I'm bringing the little Saxony wheel, maybe just maybe it will find a new home. I think I'm supposed to bring alone my Fricke drum carder. Must check with Cate. Wonder if I need the pack'n'plays. Definitely must check with Cate.
Doubt I will have time to blog tomorrow and I must write a test plan now.. oh and I just found a bug I need to fix so I'm going to close it here. Have a very happy, healthy and safe Memorial Day (to those celebrating - excellent weekend to the others) to everyone. Fellow cult members: see you at the gathering!












