Well, actually, we only traveled two hours, one way. BUT, it felt like a far away place. That counts, right? Right.
Hubby and I splurged this weekend and decided to go visit some friends that live in the big city. We don’t get to visit people there as much as we would like. In fact, if we had our way, we wouldn’t live two hours away and would be able to visit someone every weekend. Alas, reality is quite the opposite. It’s not so bad, though.. we don’t live *too* far away.
At any rate, Hubby and I went to visit friends this past weekend. We had such fun that we decided to stay another day. It was well worth it. Both Hubby and I were able to unwind and forget about or worries for a few days. I may have had help from wine, beer, and rum.. but those three friends never let me down before. It’s good to have dependable friends *wink*.
I don’t care if the rum is red, just bring it over here!
It’s even better to have a friend that enjoys the same crafts I do! We were able to show off our current, past, and on hold projects. We talked about patterns, dream projects, and discussed the difficulty with certain stitches. It was heavenly. Well, for us. Whenever we even mentioned those bad, four letter words (yarn, hook, etc.) the guys would roll their eyes and protest. “But you don’t need anymore yarn!” or “Don’t you think you should finish this project before you start another one?” or my personal favorite: “I wish you’d just burn all the yarn.”
It just doesn’t work that way, fellas. Believe me, I wish it did. Once you are bitten by the crochet bug, there is no relief except more crochet. It’s nearly as bad as being bitten by the cowbell bug. MORE COWBELL!
Ahem. Put the cowbell down and walk away slowly. Hardly anyone will be hurt.
Along with lovely crafts, we played some fun games: Forbidden Desert, Cards Against Humanity (another personal favorite), and Power Grid. Of course, it always helps when you have good company. And food. Good food doesn’t hurt either.
After a night of staying up too late, drinking too much, and having just too much gosh darn fun, we all (eventually) made it to sleep. And it’s a good thing we did because we had a fair to go to. Not just any fair, mind you, the state fair!
I had never been to the state fair so it was kind of an adventure for me. There were more than enough animals to see (seriously, if you’ve seen one goat you’ve seen them all, right?), lots of neat projects with pretty ribbons (first, second, third, etc..), and wondrous fair food! Elephant ears, rib eye steaks, pork sandwiches, corn on the cob, kettle corn, ice cream – – You name it! We ended up eating some delicious corn on the cob with buffalo burgers. Mmm, buffalo.
Mmm, walking baby burger
There were beautiful gardens, educational exhibits, and plentiful shops. We ended up buying some delicious smelling, hand made soaps from Earth Drops. I got the Indian Summer and the Rosy Ann’s Garden. Mmm.. soap. Seriously, it smells wonderful. It’s not too overpowering, yet still pleasantly present. My bathroom now smells like a subtle flower garden outside a kitchen window where someone is baking cinnamon rolls. Mmmm.. soap. *inhales deeply*
Yes, well. I was able to take a few pictures, but not nearly as many as I would have liked. I did not have the presence of mind to bring the digital camera. Although Hubby did have a better memory to grab the camera, we both of us forgot to put the memory card in said camera. I was able to take two pictures before being told that camera was also now out of memory. It would have had more, but there were pictures on the camera that I had forgotten to move over to the memory card. So, to recap: the memory card that I forgot to fill with pictures from the camera was forgotten at home. Although the camera was forgotten by myself, it was remembered by Hubby who also forgot the memory card. Confused yet? No? I must try harder.
I did get some lovely pictures of very interesting flowers:
Apparently, there are several varieties of the Hibiscus flower, which became a point of discussion at the fair. Fortunately, I was able to find an informative website which … well.. informed me of the variety in this particular plant (just click the picture of the flower).
There were also some lovely Passion Vine flowers near the butterfly enclosure. I have always loved these flowers because they look like something out of a science fiction movie.
Passion vine flower
The picture is a little blurry because I didn’t want to lean any closer to the gentleman sitting next to the plant. I was afraid he might think I was rude. Oh, who am I kidding? I don’t care if people think I am rude. I just didn’t want to get that close to another human being.
At any rate, we brought home some goodies (mmm.. soap), spent quality time with quality people, and got to enjoy good food. All in all, it was a successful fair trip. Oh, and they had monster trucks. Monster trucks make everything better. Except demolition cars.. they tend to make those flatter.
All in all, it was a great trip! The only downside was that I did not finish my “weekend” blanket. Big shocker, I know. However, it is not entirely my fault. I think the pattern may have been cursed. We plan on burning the completed blanket to exorcise the demon from within the strands of yarn. *shudders* But seriously, it has been a learning experience. Mainly, I’ve learned that the picture that comes along with the pattern does not always reflect an accurate depiction of said pattern. Even if it is a picture taken by the pattern writer of the so-called finished product. It’s really alright because my blanket is going to end up being larger than the pattern made it out to be. This means I will be able to now call the once “lap blanket” an actual “throw”. Ie: I can put it on the couch and it will look larger than my keyboard. Yay!
Crafting, drinking, gaming, and outdoor fun. Who could ask for more? (oh wait, chocolate.. always ask for more chocolate!)