Disapproval

Disapproval rock disapproves of my decision to abandon you.  Well, he seems to disapprove of most everything.  I think the trick will be carefully framing your questions to him as he doesn’t seem to have much of a range of expression.  He may be my new mascot.

 

Abandonment

You have been abandoned.  The sock, The Boy, and I have run off to the beach and left you.  I’m sure once you see the beach you’ll understand my decision.

The sock will be back to report on his feelings about this experience soon.  In the meantime, I’m going to go see which rocks are best suited for clambering over.  It’s an important question.  I intend to dedicate substantial time to determining the answer.  Don’t wait up.  Also, send a sunhat.

Souvenir

I tend to bring back somewhat non-traditional goodies from my various excursions.  I don’t have much use for tshirts.  I am always drawn to pretty drawings of the places I go, but I never manage to get them framed and hung.  Pretty much if it’s meant to be sold as a souvenir, I’m not so interested.  Three of my very favorite possessions in the whole world are the tiny little salt pot we brought back from Bulgaria, the sea glass we brought back from Maine, and the stick we brought back from Nova Scotia.  That stick is on the ‘grab when packing the car to flee the hurricane list’ (granted, an unlikely situation in Ohio, but you never know).

I’m continuing the tradition with what I bring home from this trip.

That’s 19 yards of beautiful buttery soft gray/beige linen (as a side note, 19 yards of fabric is freaking heavy…and huge…I had no idea), a whack of very expensive buttons (but they were oh so perfect for the project), and that fabric string stuff (which I have now learned is called twill tape). All from Britex, which was more than a bit overwhelming.

These will all be magically combined (once I’m home…I did not bring a sewing machine on the trip) to become new duvet covers and pillows.  I’ve been wanting linen ones forever, but I can’t justify the cost.  Making them myself isn’t exactly cheap, but it’s a bit less, and I’ll get exactly what I want.

I’ll be detailing the making (likely at nauseating length…I’m bad at sewing but good at spatial reasoning and crackerjack at origami, so I’m thinking it shouldn’t be too hard) once I’m home.  Well, once I’m home and back from TNNA and have gotten over the trip funk.  But I have a suspicion this will be one hell of a souvenir.

Step 1, Establish Camp

I’ve arrived in San Francisco and located our lodgings.  They are more or less at the top of the steepest hill ever.  That makes going other places (they’re all down hill) easy, and walking back from them a bit grueling.  I’ve also secured provisions in what was quite possibly the most harrowing grocery store/parking garage experience ever.  I am beginning to miss parking lots.  Large, free, easily-navigable parking lots.  But I’m the stoic and valiant type (ahem. No. This is a total lie. I am the whiny type who feels it is very very important everyone in earshot know about my blister, but I’ll manage).  I am even (very slightly) oriented–I found the nearest bookstore–and don’t feel (completely) lost at all times.

That means it’s time to go out wandering about and get properly lost again.  Today’s goals are Artfibers (because holy wow do they look cool) and Britex Fabrics (because I really want to make new duvet covers, and I have a suspicion that’s the place to start).  I’m doing them both today because they seem to be more or less in the same place, and I figure the yarn store (an environment in which I feel quite comfortable) will be good cushioning for the fabric store (where I feel consistently confused and more than a bit overwhelmed).  And yes, I will take the camera and report back with details!

Up Up and Away

In a rather unexpected turn of events, I found out on Monday that I’m headed off to San Francisco for a few weeks on, um, Sunday.  Sunday, that day that comes after tomorrow.  Sunday morning no less.

This is certainly good news, and I fully expect it to be a lovely trip.  But it is now also the top contender for shortest notice trip ever (in my personal pantheon of trips that is, I’m sure there are folks out there who dash off much farther afield on far shorter notice, but they’re cooler than I am).

So I am currently:

  • really damn glad the preordered books came in (and got mailed out) early…having stacks of books to deal with would have made this harder
  • scurrying around like a crazy person doing all those last-minute things a trip necessitates (like laundry…because taking dirty clothes in your suitcase, at least at the start of a trip, is frowned upon, and changing the sheets…because you have to have clean sheets to come home to)
  • equipping my (shiny, new, bought just for this trip) laptop to be Pantsville Press, Road Edition ready so I can work while I’m away
  • going slightly mad trying to figure out what knitting to take (lots and lots? or almost none and get some there?)
  • ignoring the wee panicked voice in my left ear that whispers this is insane and instead just getting stuff done

All of which means I’m not knitting and have more or less zero progress or pretty pics to show you.  With any luck at all, I will atone for this sin by taking lots of pretty pics and finding lots of yarn-y goodness to share while we’re on our trip.  Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go switch the laundry.  And make a list.