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By Holly | April 25, 2008
I am sure my reader has noticed my absence of late so here I am to do a little updating. I haven’t just been laying on my ass, I’ve been doing stuff. Out of town stuff.
First, there was Saginaw where we visited Grandma. She’s doing well but doing all that death talk that old people do when they are getting ready to go. She’s old. She’s tired. She’s buried most of her people. I don’t blame her. Still, it was nice to see her. We are planning a road trip up there in the next little bit to gather her up and bring her back down. She’s not up to air travel for personal reasons but she’ll allow us to chauffeur her.
After Saginaw we shuffled over to Windsor and caught the train to Toronto.
I hadn’t been there since 1978, but damn, has it grown. We hit the CN Tower because, well, it’s there and it’s really tall and the last time I was there it wasn’t completed and that open air observation deck was frightening. That deck is still frightening now, completed so nothing has changed. They added the glass floor which is just ridiculously cruel. I wouldn’t go near it and could not watch when The Girl went near it. We also hit the science center but otherwise we walked the neighborhoods.
That was taken on our last day over in Little Italy. Y’all, it was so cold but after a couple of jugs o’ wine, we warmed up. Aren’t they pretty? Moms and The Girl are tight.
We did also make it over to Duke’s temporary location. They are up and running and doing all they can to keep things going while they rebuild. They are getting tons of community and city support which should make things go more smoothly. I do have one tool report, though but I really shouldn’t be surprised. You know those guys that ride in kits? Even in the city? You know, full on Tour de France gear? Those guys. Now, I don’t generally have a problem with anyone on a bike. I figure more power to you and the more the merrier, share the road, do your thang, but those kit guys are squicky. They are squicky everywhere as evidenced by the guy I encountered on the way to Duke’s. I made the mistake of calling him “Sir”. Seriously. Right in the middle of him telling me Duke’s is no more, he is obviously out of the loop, he said “and I am not a sir!” with such a whine. Dude, get over yourself. Next time I ask a question of a kit man I am just going to walk up and say “excuse me? Asshole?” and be done with it. I am from the South. Sir and Ma’am are terms we use. Especially if we don’t know your name and we are interrupting or need something. Besides that fucko was at least ten years younger than me and should respect his elders or he’ll get his ass kicked. ha!
Got home from Toronto on Saturday evening, did laundry, worked on my Camp homework and then headed out for the airport Monday morning at 6am for Sock Camp. Yow. Early. All went well. My connection was made and I arrived in Seattle where Casey – her blog is well hidden so no linkage – picked me up and carried me with her to Orcas. On the ferry we picked up Celia. What a lucky, lucky encounter. Both women are awesome and we all just sort of clicked immediately. Turns out we were all staying in the same building with Celia right across the hall from me and Casey just two doors down.
I can’t say enough how lucky I was to meet these two. I laughed so hard and had so much fun with them but they also saved my sanity at times. Especially towards the end. Camp was interesting. I don’t think I have ever been with so many women so exclusively for such a long period of time. Stephen/hizKNITS was there too, but one man is not enough to counter all that estrogen. Really, if y’all want to see camp stuff you should check his blog. He’s got the goods. Or check The Harlot’s blog out. She’s got info, too. Most everyone at camp was great but there were some strange dynamics going on. Of course, the people that went last year were tight. They have history so it’s understandable but at times it was like being an interloper. Also, too, I haven’t ever done any sort of knitting thing. I don’t knit with people at home and have never been to any sort of even where vendors are involved or anything like that so I wasn’t aware of how fast the yarn that was for sale would be gobbled up. No idea. It was astonishing really. I bought 3 hanks, one pattern and one monkey kit and I was lucky to get them. Now I know that next time I gotta get in there with my elbows and get what I want or it won’t be there. Overall it was the personalities involved that were the most entertaining. I would have been happy to stay in a corner and just watch. Mostly though it was a good time and I am glad I did it but I am glad to be home too. Finally home that is. It started snowing on the last day of camp but I was assured that when I got to Seattle there would be no evidence of the snow and I wouldn’t have a problem getting out. LIARS! First the flight coming in from Dallas was late and then the weather intruded. After deicing we took off two hours late and I, of course, missed my connection to Atlanta and had to stay over in Dallas. I got home about 11am Sunday. I was tired and dirty but glad to be home. Now I’ma stay home for a bit and get some shit done. My yard is calling.
Topics: Knitting, Rockin' Sock Club 2008, Travel, \m/ | 2 Comments »
I lied! I lied about the snow! Glad you got home eventually though.
Posted by: stariel on April 25th, 2008 at 11:49 pmWe traveled pretty much exactly where you did when we went up to Toronto a few years back to visit friends. I couldn’t deal with the observation deck of the CN tower either, but I *was* amused that the elevator operator, when we arrived, said “thank you for flying CN airlines!”
Posted by: SquidWidget on May 15th, 2008 at 12:20 am