Sorry for the long absence but
Teri locked me in the dungeon it's a not so fascinating story...
I went on a road trip to visit my sister in Wyoming, which is where I finished the Andalus Mittens on July 12.
I really like how they turned out and I think I will keep them for myself...
I went from my sister's to the
Men's Rocky Mountain Knitting Retreat in mid-July and had a fabulous time. I met guys from all over...Florida, Texas, Wyoming, Colorado, Pennsylvania...too many to name. We stayed at a lovely
resort in Allenspark, Colorado, (just down the road from Estes Park), ate great food, hot-tubbed, played tourist, and, oh yeah, knit. There were a wide variety of classes (Tunisian Knitting, dyeing with food color, continental knitting, etc.) and a very full schedule with several field trips (yarn stores, a spinning wheel factory, and an alpaca farm). We actually saw a bear in the wild...well, between the ranchettes where the alpaca farm was located. During one of the field trips to Estes Park I walked down to the stream/river of icy cold snow melt, took off my shoes, and stood in the rushing water. It was frigid, but on that hot day it felt absolutely wonderful!

Upon my return to Kansas City much drama ensued. I won't go into details here, but it's like being back in junior high school and the mean girls are in charge...My therapist hit the nail on the head when she said of one of the mean girls, "What a Narcissist!" I've moved on and at this point I'll just quote one of my favorite knitters who says, "Knitters are Bitches!"
Along with the aforementioned drama I managed to hurt myself. I went to see
Circe Du Gay (it was wonderful) in the
Kansas City Fringe Festival and during an audience participation bit I blew out my Achilles tendon. Surgery followed five days later. Let me just go on record here saying I would make a terrible drug addict. I was prescribed Percocet (acetaminophen and oxycodone) which left me shaky, nauseous, and groggy...I slept something like 12-14 hours a day...and that was with me only taking ONE pill every TWENTY-FOUR hours (prior to bedtime) where the bottle said I could take 1-2 pills every FOUR hours...I think that would have put me in a coma!
I do already have the August project done but I think that deserves a separate post...
Nothing more to see here...Knit along!