So. I did much fiber stuff this weekend, although I had planned to do more. Yesterday was blissfully unproductive. I sort of sat around all day in my pajamas, and got nothing real accomplished.
But Saturday? Saturday was quite productive.
First, I got a new cell phone. My old one had started to lose its buttons. The new one is without iPhone-ness, but somehow I feel cooler for having a cheapo phone (it was free, and I can still take pictures with it). I did lose all my fancy-schmancy ringtones, but that’s not an insurmountable obstacle. Luckily they were all songs I own, so I can cobble together reasonable facsimiles.
Afterward was some erranding (I think we got comics? Maybe?), including a vain attempt to locate a replacement pair of the flip-flops I lost one of during the printing weekend (btw – Reef doesn’t make the Costa Rica style any more, so I will either have to locate the missing shoe or pony up for a pair of Rainbows; I really hope I can find the other shoe), and a stop at the ChickenGoddess‘s house to carpool with her and her husband to Claudia‘s for a birthday party.
Which was awesome. I made progress on my Rivendell sock:
Actually, that’s the second one. Woohoo!
And I ate myself into discomfort. There were three desserts! And I couldn’t be rude and try just one. I even tried the strawberry-rhubarb-lingonberry pie (which was delicious)! And everyone seemed to be having a lovely time:
This was mid-eating. I have others, but they are un-flattering (in that certain folks look a little demented, through no fault of their own but through all fault of camera operator error).
The best part was when Jane dragged in a bucket of yarn to be rid of, and there was a yarn frenzy and I came away with:
A silk-alpaca-mohair blend from the Brown Sheep company,
A man-sized sweater’s worth of Donegal Tweed (thanks, Stuart!),
A pound of olive green roving, and
~4oz of “Culture Club” colorway roving, courtesy ESC.
I don’t know about the birthday folks, but I made out okay.
The cats agree.
And then, full and sloshy, we went to see Harry Potter, which was fantastic (no, really – it was far better than the last couple of films).
Meanwhile, the husband had gone out to Tucker and retrieved a Turkish rug that was being given away:
It’s huge, lovely, and covered in dog. I do not mean merely dog hair. No, it is also scented of dog, and has some dog-looking stains. However, it is salvageable and with some extra care and attention should be quite lovely soon.
It is hunting-themed:
Not to bad, huh? It’s badly faded in spots, and there are a couple of holes, but it’s pretty decent for free. I hear Oxiclean will do a good job on it.
That rug was an amazing find!
Totally! It’s really nice, especially if I can clean it properly. I’m just waiting for dry weather again…
Wow. I never thought I would have carpet envy. Floor cover jealousy is such a terrible thing.
Oh, but it smells of Dog. It really does.
Greet suggested using a garden hose. In the absence of that (no outside water spigot), we will be using Oxiclean and a bucket. I’ll post photos of clean rug once it’s clean.