Not in Kansas Anymore...

As promised, a photo dump, which I have time for. Why? Well, because we're not in Kansas anymore. Insert sad face here, but I had a great time with the girls in "Oz," which was technically spelled W-a-m-e-g-o.

Pop Pop wasn't feeling super "Ozzy," and our son was at work, so it was just the girls for this part... We visited the museum, 

including a ride in the Wizard's beautiful balloon,

seeing the keepsakes and figures, big and small, 

and marveling at the fact that Frank L Baum practically predicted the TikTok trend of today...

then we had a snack at Toto's Tacos

before heading to the yellow brick road! 

All along the way, we stopped to see all the commemorative Toto statues we could see on foot. 

Note: if you want a photo of a Toto, do not position your head in front of Toto!

It was a hot day, and the dogs were tired, as were my walking shoes and socks! 

Later in the visit, the girls and I went school-clothes shopping, 

Alleigh got a more grown-up haircut, with curtain bangs (which I now know are a thing, and not nearly as traumatic as regular bangs),

made beaded bracelets, 

and even sucked Pop Pop into the craftiverse with some suncatcher painting!

We went on walks, with and without the new puppy, 

and I was able to grab photos of the girls to share with their cousins (and you), and

It was a full trip, punctuated by knitting 

Christmas socks on the needles...

and quilting,

and stressful travel at both ends. 

And now we rest and get ready for a new week, missing them but forever grateful for the time we spent together.

Now, I'm gonna take a nap. I've made myself sleepy again, just remembering all the Kansas fun! Many thanks to our son and his beautiful family for loving us, hosting us, and showing us a great time! 

Well, that's Kansas, Part II the photo dump. Thanks for stopping by, and Knit in Good Health! 

My favorite Toto,
an old-school bridge pic,
selfy on the way to the airport.

I've Made My Bed

I wonder why I feel so satisfied after making a bed? Our beds and bedrooms are not fancy or frilly,

and I do not claim to be the perfect lay-er of linens...

But there is just something about a freshly made bed that makes me want to go out and conquer the world! Well, maybe not the world, but perhaps I could ball up some yarn for a new pair of socks...

Then I could start knitting socks! Which I have done this week, so yay!

Making beds also gets me motivated to do the things that need to get done before I blow this popsicle stand in favor of one of my favorite retreats: the Zombie Knitpocolypse!

I'll be hopping a plane to see some of my favorite faces early next week, and so I will spend the rest of my weekend planning, packing, and preparing to embrace my Stockinette Zombies friends in person next weekend! It'll be a super-fun time!

Until then, I'll likely keep knitting something, and trying to wrap up the loose ends at home and at work to prepare for my absence. Like finally getting my hair cut...whew! 

Seeing all the dark hair discarded was not for the faint of heart...and I had a hard time not picking up a lock to keep, in memory of my young hair...lol!

When I get back from the retreat, it'll nearly be the 4th of July! Where is this summer going? I plan on grabbing as much fun in the sun (aka knitting outdoors) as I can while it's here, and I hope that you will do the same! 

Thanks for stopping by, and Knit in Good Health!

The kids had a visitor this weekend.
So very sweet he was!

Hairy Choices...

Every year, at this time, I start to think about two things:

1. Woolapalooza, Babyyyyy! (Today is the day, friends! Whoop! Whoop!), 

and

2. My Hair. Most girls will tell you that hair is part of who they are. Mrs Maisel has a signature style, and my daughter tells me that I have a signature "swoosh." I suppose she is right...I mean, whether it is long,

short, 

or in between, 

I part it on my left, and Swoosh! There it is! It just falls that way, and most of the time, I really love it. Oh, I do have the occasional bad hair day, same as anyone, 

but by the time I decide to "just chop it all off!," it usually starts to behave again. Yes, I've good good hair, and I know it!

And I like it long, and I like it short, and I tolerate the in between pretty well, so there you have it. But the other day, as I was getting ready to take a shower, I noticed that my next haircut will likely bring a significant change. 

I mean, I know I am going gray, because I am 55...and I have eyes. But this pic just brought it home. Those auburn ends, swooshed and swept up from my shoulders, showing off against the gray on top...they made me think twice about the annual haircut. 

I'll probably get it cut anyway, because summer is coming, and it will grow back...but those ends. They will not grow back, will they?

They will not. And that's ok. Sometimes you just have to cut it off, mourn the loss, and wait to see how it grows...with hair and some other things in life, too. So, yeah, I'll get a haircut soon...and I'll check to see if anything else needs a little pruning. Chances are good that I will NOT prune my yarn stash though, because (see #1 above) today is WOOLAPALOOZA, Babyyyyy!

If you're headed to the Wayne County Fairgrounds for the Great Lakes Fiber Show today, look for me! 

Thanks for stopping by, and Knit in Good Health!

So. Much. Hair.

[Mostly] Speechless Saturday

I am taking the weekend off of work and all things think-y, but thought I'd take just a moment to check in. Here are four photos that have made me so happy this week:

Thanks for stopping by, and Knit in Good Health!