I was whining at the next level to my husband who picked me up from the BART station that I used a commuter train and had no commuter knitting.
Who Am I?!?
I was "repacking" my bag and I think instead of putting my mini knitting bag in, I reached for a cardigan because all knuckle heads carry 2 cardigans for fun.
Being the bleeding heart that he is (which speaks to why my son favors him) he drove me to a A Verb For Keeping Warm and let me impulse shop. What a guy.
It's a treat to go there. Even though the husband works out there, I don't cross the bay that often if it isn't to see family. I stay out of his way at his work on Saturdays. It's horribly busy.
It's a pretty store. Everyone is very nice and super helpful whether you know exactly what you want or you're just beginning a craft.
They have super cute and fancy embroidery threads & pretty modern fabrics on one side of the room and yarn of course on the other side. Right now, I do not allow myself to purchase anything but sock yarn for stash. Everything else must be for a project that I will knit immediately. No waiting, no hoping, no taking up space, no dream changers. There is not space for that. (This tone is mainly for myself not for you people w/o the space and clutter problems I have created.)
Other weekend highlights:
Amazing Food Allergy - I had these weird congested feelings both coughing and my sinuses just totally stuffed up. Weird heartburn like sensation, but it couldn't be food poisoning because no one else was ill. Then my hands started itching. WEIRD. So I took a Benedryl, I think that helped a bit until there was some vomiting involved in the middle of the night. What the heck was that? I didn't eat anything "new". Something must've been mixed in a spice or something that I'm not familiar with or ... it was the dreaded later in life allergy development. Please no. Please no.
School picnic on Saturday. Yeah love recovering from a food allergy incident and then going to mingle at a Potluck. It was initially intimidating, but you know, you fake it like it's all good, and by the time I left I was actually feeling more human which is good because we had reservations later that night at this fancy Chinese Restaurant that's getting all these accolades as my gift to my husband for his birthday. It was delicious, I felt great.
Sunday I swam outside in the real life sunshine. It was magical. I'm instantly transferred back to my youth. I messed around in the kitchen working on a ravioli recipe modifying some ricotta filling I use in a lasagna. Ricotta, frozen spinach, an egg yolk, fresh basil, prosciutto, salt and pepper food processed and then slapped into the thinnest won ton wrappers. I did a huge batch. Tonight is the unveiling. Fingers crossed. Off the top of my head, I think I would add some parmesean to the mix. Meh. Worth a shot as is right guys?
Wishing you the best.