The Fastest Blog EverMay 3, 2004
We're at the fabulous Maggi's house, and I just read Wee C my favorite book ever, Bread and Jam for Frances. This is my first time in the South, and I'm in love. (You might notice a trend. It's like with people. I fall fast and hard. And often.) Richmond is the ideal city. (Don't burst my bubble. I like my romances to be sweet for a while....) And who wouldn't love it? Red brick everywhere, the azaleas blooming, a hot tub and wine and knitting? Sigh. If only Greta had made it to our slumber party, as had been originally planned. But life gets in the way sometimes, and there will be other trips.
Bethany and I had a great drive down from DC. She had a little black cloud hanging over her head while we fought the 95 traffic, and as soon as we hit the blue highway again, she became yellow and sunny. One should never tell a sister really good news at a confusing intersection, though. We saw way more of Fredericksburg than we ever planned because I told her that our friends Kira and Rachel (getting married on Sunday) are flying her out with ME on Saturday! She's going home for six days! Wheeeee! I suppose a wrong turn was inevitable. I had totally been convinced she already knew, that someone had spilled the beans (everyone knew but her), but she was overwhelmed with surprise. It was fabulous.
Maryland? Sheep and Wool? I'll show you my haul when I get home, and pictures, too, but suffice it to say that I don't have enough arms to carry it all. That's the real reason I'm bringing Bethany home with me. And I met (let me see if I can remember): Bonne Marie, Carolyn, Theresa, Froggy, Anna, Christy, Jodi, Stella, Christina, Silvia, Claudia..... It's late and I think I'm leaving about four others out. Remind me in comments. I'll add links later. Want to get downstairs and knit more with darlin' Maggi. We called Threadbear Rob earlier and he just told me to go home. "No one is allowed to have that much fun." I know it.
We're hitting the highway tomorrow, heading up and out to Boston. We have a Nantucket stop on the way, which we're really looking forward to, and a lot of good snacks in between here and points north. Absolutely no time (or really, inclination) to check email (or even to proof this post), but know that I love y'all (see? Southern!) and kisses are sent your way. Mwah!