Friday, November 19, 2010

Friday Night


 On Friday morning, Angie and I spent a little more time at the mall than we had anticipated (my fault, of course.  I went into an Anthropologie time warp), so we got to the cabin a little later than planned.

The scenic drive was stunning.

On the way, I read out loud to my sister from the book The Mischeif of the Mistletoe, the latest book in the Pink Carnation series by Lauren Willig, and definitely my favorite so far.
The series is a bit of a cross between Jane Austen's novels and the Scarlet Pimpernel spy genre.  I liked this particular book so much that (after I read it to Angie) it was my third time reading it in three days.

We also got some prerequisite southern food.  For my poor Yankee friends who haven't tried this delectable treat, this is a bowl of grits, eggs, cheese, and sausage from a fast food restaurant that I can't remember the name of.

(After seeing this picture a horrible attack of grits craving has hit me.  We're having grits for lunch, kids!)

Mum and Oma beat us to the cabin, and when we arrive they were already happily ensconced.

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The cabin even had a jacuzzi!  Since none of us remembered to bring our bathing suits, we had to make due with underclothes and copious amounts of wine.


 Mum brought some handspun yarn that was from her own alpacas, and we oohed and ahhhed over the luscious goodness with true appreciation (and greed).

(By the way, if you're interested in purchasing some yarn, I believe it's $20/$24 for a 110 gram skein of fingering/sport weight handspun alpaca fiber from happy alpacas.  Just think of it as fiber therapy all wound up in a skein of ultra-soft yarny goodness.  Click here to contact my Mum.)

Of course, that's assuming that Mum has any yarn left after Angie and I are through with it.  I love to knit (obviously), and Angie is a fantastic crocheter.  I like to fondly refer to her as the Crotchety Crocheter.


We younger siblings are brats.

Angie decided to scrapbook, and I brought along a Hawaiian quilting project.  I had considered scrapbooking as well, but in the end decided against it due to the difficulties of transporting all the stuff on the airplane.

I've done a few hand stitched quilt blocks before for pillows, but this is by far the largest and most complicated project I've ever taken on.

I'm assuming it will take me at least a year to finish, since the top has to be hand appliqued on, then the batting basted, and then the entire top quilted by hand.

I doubt I'll finish it before the kids leave the house, which after consideration, is probably a good thing, as they do tend to destroy things. 

3 comments:

WELCOME TO TuttleTime! said...
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WELCOME TO TuttleTime! said...

It was a great time...So fun and the drive was awesome. You were the best audio book ever.

Rachel said...

That looks delightful. I could really use a weekend at a cabin, but alas, just my luck, my water would probably break.