I hope you get to be on the eternal cruise around the world, unfettered by illness or pain. You will be missed.

For Mother’s Day the family took me to NH Sheep and Wool. On the way out of town we stopped at Jay’s Mom’s to wish my MIL a happy Mother’s Day and 7goingon20 picked a Daffodil. Our car was obviously in need of decorating so she tied it to the antenna. 300 miles later and it’s still attached, though not as pretty as it started out.

We Watched dog trials and pet sheep and alpaca. I begged Husbeast to let me take home this little tiny Shetland lamb. It totally would have fit in my bag and it was adorable. If only my Mom had come with me, we’d have come home with a sheep because he really was almost too much to leave behind. Especially when he stuck his nose out of the pen to get at Baby Boogie and 7goingon20. Alas, we really need to get a decent barn built first (no surprise sheep aunt Nancy).

We spent most of our time walking outside of the vending areas. The kids didn’t want to be in there and I wanted the day to be good for them too. I think the day was fun because who would have a bad time petting animals and watching the dogs herd. These are things I don’t usually get to do when I’m vending. It was good. Hopefully those that I ran into and didn’t get a chance to talk to, they’ll be at another festival this summer where I can catch up with them then.

I did get a chance to say hi to a few people and to stop in and see Sheila Bosworth, who helped me pick out the pair of Bossies and a ply spindle that I posted about last week. She was busy chatting so I decided I needed to look at the spindles a bit while waiting. Who could resist? They were all lovely but I knew I wanted a Tulipwood and was just going to wait and then I saw a spindle someone else was holding…and then she put it back….. in my hand….and once it was there….. it was mine.

It’s a 21 gram Amboyna Whorl with a long Bloodwood shaft. Simply gorgeous. And I’ll wait until MA then pick out a match.  I had planned on one more pair for doing some lighter weight spinning.  Then the only pair I don’t have is a pair for lace spinning…

I made another spindle related purchase last week. Related as in, not a spindle. Joann’s had all these wonderful wine gifting containers. Perfect transport for a spindle, they’re really quite sturdy and they’re not bad looking. I chose this one because my tattoo says “live, laugh, love”. It was meant to be.

I used to just carry around my spindle in a bag and make every effort to be careful with it. But let’s face it, I’m a clutz. In all seriousness, it seems like the harder I try to be graceful, the less I am. The case is a good thing.

I can fit in a fair amount of wool and all but the big Mjolinor will fit in there.

I packed in my Lotus project and away we went. Though some may think I am traveling everywhere I go with a bottle of wine.

Some of you may think that I’m the one that wears the crazy pants in my family. You would be wrong.

The pants themselves may not be crazy on Baby Boogie but the feet are. She’s had a thing about wearing her boots almost constantly. They are the first thing she puts on in the morning and the last thing she wants off at night. She scrambles and gets frantic if she can’t find a pair to put on. This is not the crazy part.

I’ve been sick of her wearing the boots on the couch. I pulled them off the other day and within minutes a fight ensued. Not a fight with me, but a fight of the feet. That’s right. When her shoes are off, left foot and right foot have an all out drag out argument included kicking.

Put the boots on and the fighting stops!

I would have thought this to be a silly one time game. Something the girl did just to occupy her bootless feet. Nope. Those little feet get near each other and they’re having an argument. How many people have feet that can’t get along with one another?

I feel for her having such a problem with her feet. I decided to cast on for her sweater. We sat down yesterday (boots on, so we wouldn’t be interrupted) and discussed what she wanted. Blue with Buttons. Then we sat with a few patterns and she chose the Baby Surprise.

I’m worried that summer sandals won’t be enough to keep the feet from fighting….

You know I’ve been busy if casting on for a scarf sounds like a good idea.

I think I might be able to blame Norma a little for it. Her friend in This Post looks so cute with the scarf on and Norma made it sound like an easy knit and she posted a link to the pattern. What’s a gal to do when faced with all of that? That’s right. The gal casts on.

The scarf and I have an understanding. She knows that as soon as I have more time and can work on a more complicated pattern, she’ll be cast into the UFO heap. She is made with handspun but still that may not be enough to get me to finish it. We’re all ok with that.

In fact what I need to pick up when I have a brain is this:

Yes, it’s acrylic. My girls need something washable and there is a specific sweater that belongs to “7 going on 20″ that I need to replace. It’s something that she got as a gift last year and it started to fall apart after the first washing. Now it’s in shambles and the only way I can throw it away (in a nice way, we could of course do this with lots of screaming and tears) is to replicate it. This is the yarn that was chosen to replicate it. I’m pretty sure the yarn will hold up well. Lets hope I hold up to the acrylic knitting.

I’m leaving you for the weekend with a picture from Halloween.

My sneaker wearing Gypsies. And in case you can’t see what is on their “crystal” ball - the future foretold a couple of girls with massive bags of candy and more candy floating all about them. That was quite true. They both overfilled their bags.

Husbeast and I decided to take a night off for ourselves and head out to Bar Harbor with no children in tow. It sounded like a good idea until we realize we had been infected. I’m thinking it was allergies and there was some giant hairball of a cat around. Still I wanted to pretend I was fine. We went out to Cadillac and I decided I didn’t want to climb around, so I sat and knit.

It was right after that photo that I started to wonder if it was allergies or something bigger… The drive home we call home and the girls had been feeling ill, though not to the level that Husbeast and I were getting hit. The girls today are running around and happy. I am taking every herbal concoction that I have in my medicinal bag (everything that is that is safe to combine and won’t be overdoing it).

I’ll be resting and trying really hard to feel better for Rhinebeck. Of course I hope to get every order shipped that needs to be shipped as well. I’m not dyeing today but I’ll be back at it tomorrow and shipping out then. Today I’m concentrating on the kids and making some hot and sour soup.

I have some knitting to show off but that requires effort on my part to get up and photograph it. I’ll show it all off soon, I promise.