No, Surely Not! No One Was Aliiiive Then!

Weekend Statistics:

hours on buses: 19
hours in bus stations: 4
hours of sleep: 18
hours awake with friends: 35
projects completed: 1
projects worked on: 4
yarn-craft-related purchases: 2
fun had: tons

I encountered the one good driver who works for Peter Pan Bus Lines yesterday. His name is Jeff, he drove from Washington, D.C. to New York City, and he impressed me so much that I emailed the bus company to sing his praises. Every other Peter Pan driver I've ridden with has cut people off, tailgated them, driven at dangerous speeds, and, in one case, nearly caused at least three accidents by not checking mirrors before changing lanes. Riding with Jeff was like a breath of fresh air.

You'd think, with all the time I spent on buses over the weekend, I'd've accomplished more than I did. I worked on the faire stockings before leaving Connecticut, during my stay in Virginia, and from Washington to New York. The vintage-yarn shrug (I think I'm calling it LemonEgg from now on) is half-finished, which took one full skein (3 oz.). The second Fiesta sock was begun Saturday night and finished Sunday afternoon, with just weaving-in to be done. I also started the second half of the brown bag Saturday night, but didn't get very far because I was so tired.

We went to Mount Vernon on Saturday for the colonial craft fair/encampment. I was pleased with the quality of the vendors and re-enactors, and bought a hat for my faire outfit. I have to reshape it to make it appropriate for the 16th century instead of the 18th, but that shouldn't be much trouble. I hope. Washington's mansion was beautiful on the inside, even though the tour was interrupted by cannon or musket fire every few minutes.

I picked up a new Tunisian crochet hook for MarimbaChick and a ball of Patons Classic Merino ("That's Purple"... and boy, is it ever!) for myself. David suggested I use it to make fingerless gloves, and since gloves are on my list of things to learn how to make, I think that's what I'll do. If they come out well, I'll give them away for the holidays. If they don't, I'll probably frog them and try again. Frogging FOs makes me a little twitchy, but sometimes it's necessary.

So the trip was tons of fun and fairly productive. Thank you, Mike and Alli, for inviting me, putting me up, treating me to some great food (Mike, you're giving me that mac-n-cheese recipe!), and showing me a good time. You rock. :D

Gloves, here I come!

(The title, by the way, is an Eddie Izzard quote. We watched "Dress to Kill" Saturday night, and it's impossible to watch Eddie Izzard without having the urge to quote him for the next week.)