My mom has been talking up the Maryland Sheep and Wool Festival for a while now. I briefly contemplated going but reconsidered as I have done a bit of traveling already this year with my trip to Paris in November, Disney World in February and the lovely Hingham a few weeks ago. I had mentioned the festival to Kevin’s brother, Louis. Louis and his wife live in Baltimore and I wondered how far the festival was from them. (Maybe we could make a family trip to Baltimore and I could side trip it over to Frederick?) With soccer for Cameron and Gracie and Owen not being the best traveler, Kevin declined.
Wouldn’t you know—my mom asked me to go with her this weekend. She suggested we leave early Saturday morning and come back Sunday night. My dad, she said, could watch Owen during the soccer games. I asked Kevin and he agreed. All was said and done with the hotel booked. My mother called me the next day and told me she has reconsidered. She doesn’t want to do all of the walking, it might be hot. She suggested Kevin and I go instead. She and my dad will watch the kids overnight. At first, I was worried that Kevin wouldn’t want to go—which was his initial attitude. But he has since changed his mind. Yippee! My mom was happy as she used to drag my dad to Shell Lake, WI for EZ’s Knitting Camp in the summer (and me too). So add me to the list of knit bloggers going.
I didn’t get much knitting done this weekend. I have one sleeve seamed on the Debbie Bliss cardi. What a pain in the butt! I was trying her technique on finishing garter stitch from the How to Knit book but it looked terrible. I just backstitched it. I am dreading the second sleeve. I bought some buttons at Joann’s but since I didn’t have the yarn with me the color doesn’t match. I hope this will be done, with buttons, by Friday. I started a dishcloth. I don’t know why—just felt like it. I really liked the color of the Sugar n’ Cream.
Today I helped my mother clean up her stashaster. We threw some scary stuff out and collected yarn for charity knitting at the guild. And I acquired some new stuff—the benefits of helping. We are far from finished though. Holy cow did this woman collect yarn. She had stuff from my Grandma—50 years old! And she had stuff from the early 70’s when we moved in with my step dad. Oh, and talk about UFO’s! She had Alice Starmore Fair Isle’s, Norwegian sweaters, Latvian mittens and loads more. It was a lesson to be learned. I think for every new project I start I should make something from the stash–even if it is a charity project. I hope I can stick to it.