Another weekend bites the dust. It was a good one, though. Annette and I went to the Oregon Flock and Fiber Festival and saw lots of yarn and fiber and sheep and llamas. The only disturbing part? Walking past crowds of people eating lamb sausages while little tiny lambs were wandering about, crying and being cute. Golly. But I did buy some beautiful yarn from Blue Moon, and will hopefully be carrying their stuff in the shop by January. It was nice to have some of the vendors tell me what good stuff they have heard about the shop - every little bit helps these days.

I had a nice Sunday afternoon to myself - I hung out in my newly transformed craft room and made some sculpey figures, including a little bust of Lottie. I then broke said bust by encouraging Lottie to play with it - "Look Lottie! It's you!" - and now have to repair it.

Ashley and I had a date Sunday night. We had supper at the Lovely Hula Hands and then went to see Her Space Holiday at the Doug Fir. We got really into one of his cds when we were courting, so it was nice to go together. The show was great, the place was great, but the next time I WILL NOT DRINK ELEVENTY BEERS. It always seems like such a grand idea, and I honestly convince myself that I'll feel fine in the morning. Well, I didn't. I had my first drawing class at PCC at 1 pm, and was finally feeling normal-ish by then.

Ashley finally persuaded me to watch Scarface yesterday (and into today), and it was pretty good if you didn't have to listen to that GOD-AWFUL SCORE. What on earth? We also watched some of Season One of Northern Exposure, a mystery gift for our wedding. I do love Northern Exposure. It makes me feel good and like there are nice people in the world. Unfortunately those people wear pleats, and a lot of them. I've never seen so many pleats!

(Chris - if you read this, let me know when you'll be in Portland - I'd love to see you!)

Here I am! I had to stop posting for a bit because my readership was getting out of control and the celebrity was threatening to change me. I mean REALLY. Two readers a day I could handle. But three?? Sometimes four?? Yipes.

During all of this I also got married and read a lot of books and watched a lot of movies. Someday I will learn to make links and post pictures. Maybe my HUSBAND will show me how.

The highlight of our trip for me (other than the wedding, the family, and the Doritoes) was getting to swim almost everyday. Other nice things were walking around the lake, riding bikes around West Barnet, and touring the Kingdom in mom's Subaru. The not so great stuff was having to see my family's old store closed down, the nightlife in St. Johnsbury, and how effing bad New York smells. How did that escape me for three years? Lordy.

I didn't knit one single stitch for the month we were gone. It was fairly liberating, but now I'm back at it in full force.
I'm teaching tons of classes this fall and need to complete all the samples for those classes while still working on my HUSBAND'S sweater.

Other than that? I really love my dog. I like sleeping in a tent with her, I like her stinky stink, and I like her smiley face.
I don't like it when she poops in the same room we eat in, or when she draws blood because we're too lazy to clip her nails, but she's still a keeper.

More later, but in the meantime, did I mention MY HUSBAND??