Dramatic Thing # 23478 said by my Mom. RE: Viva

Background: I was discussing with my mom the option of bringing Viva to the cabin with me for the annual 4th of July festivities.

With that I present to you: Dramatic Thing # 23478 said by my Mom:

From "Carol"
06/30/2005 02:57 PM
To "Delia"
cc
Subject: viva

Deli*: Talked to Nanni, she said to bring the cat to her house. I would hate to think of viva getting out of the room at fish camp and running out the door to escape all the people. If she should take off in the mountains, I don't think she would survive a night with the wild life up there. mom

* family nickname pronounced "Dee-Lee", not like an actual Deli

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Viva, marked for death by the paws of the wild animals in Fish Camp.

A Monday Potpourri

Here are some more photos from Sonoma. I know, I am THAT far behind on downloading photos from my camera.

The drive through the hills of Sonoma County. I couldn't help professing my love for tree-lined streets.

My turn to be the drunk woman. I think I embarassed Jason in this photo.

This is at Korbel, our last stop. Because a long day of wine tasting should logically end with Champagne, right? They kicked the doors shut on us when Jason and I walked out back to look at the grounds, so we kept their glasses. AH HAH! I say. I'm not really sure why it looks like I am missing my left hand in this photo.

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Wanna see the new addi's to my stash? Awe common, I know we all love a little fiber-porn on Mondays.

	4 Balls Cashsoft DK for Clapotis II, 4 Balls Cotton-Ease for the OSW and the new blog-bag phenomenon, and 1 ball of Art Yarns Merino for another ever-talked about heart sachet.
I've also got some WIP photos that are about, Oh, 10 days old. Hot Lava is near completion (less than 1 ball Manos remaining) and the sock is done (finished during the day of racing on Saturday @ Infineon Raceway. Go Jr!) Better late than never, I guess.

Speaking of those who love racing, my dad let on that he is a bit jealous of Da' Bears sweater (by the way, ya'll made Jason's day with your hysterical comments. Yes Kris, he promises there will be less shots of the Orange Polo once the sweater is done). Thus, dad has picked out Larstorp from the Corneila Hamilton book as my next sweater project. He had even offered to BUY THE YARN. Have I mentioned how much I love the men in my life?

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Finally, an Ode:
You are the epitome of perfect.

You match every outfit, don't clash with my shoes, and add a retro touch to jeans and a white tee.

You are big enough to hold a shoulder wrap, a 1/2 knit Arabella Tank, 1 wallet, 5 random lip glosses, 1 sunglass case, a PDA, a GTS unit, a bottle of perfume, L'Occitane Hand Cream, and a big'ol wad of keys, yet small enough to not get in my way when going about my day.

You have experienced trans-continential flight, as well as many, many trips from my home to the office.

You cost less than it does to fill up my car with gas.

You cross generational boundries with your amazing function and stylish ways.

YOU are the BEST DAMN PURSE on the face on the earth.
< / serious bag love>

Da Bears

You remember these guys, right?


Jason definitely does. And he has a mean impression of Bill Swerski dancing with Michael Jordan while singing 'Da Bulls da Bulls da Bulls da Bulls'. I've been humored with the jokes: "Who would win in a fight, Ditka or God? Trick question, Ditka IS God!". I even sat through the Superbowl Shuffle and found it vaugely exciting. But now Chi-Town love has been taken to a new level in this relationship.

Jason looks at me on Friday night and goes "So, how good are you at knitting?" My eyes raise in suspicion. "Pretty good", I reply, assuming that he was going to ask for another hat with some sort of White Sox emblem on it.

Of course I was still skeptical; I have previously tried to get him excited about a Noro Silk Garden hat (but look at the colors!!!!) and a super-soft broken-rib scarf (you can wear it with that blue jacket!), but he has never really shown a massive amount of interest until this very moment. And this scared me.

"Could you make this?" he asks and slides the laptop across the couch to me.


Yes ladies and gentleman, my boyfriend wants to become Mike Ditka. How bad does he want this? We promptly went to Michael's where he helped me select the right colors and then whipped out the plastic to buy about 3,000 yards of Navy, White, and Bright Orange Acrylic.

Pray for me.

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PS - VOTE FOR VIVA!