Life's a Stitch

Still in Edmonton, we drove out to Stoney Plain to Pam’s Wooley Shop in their new location. I was surprised when they didn’t have a ball winder in house, but the nice clerk offered to wind with me by hand. She explained that when she was a kid, many years ago, her mom would ask for her assistance in winding yarn and use that time for "sex talks" as they wouldn’t necessarily have eye contact and she had a captive audience. I always thought riding in the car was a good time to talk about stuff for the same reasons. I was very good at Pam’s, only exchanging some leftover yarn from my last trip for some circular needles.

I was not so good at the Aveda shop. I have very sensitive skin and eczema. The hotel had Aveda samples in the bathroom and the mint cleanser was so soothing… It didn’t end there, I mistakenly bought some eye cream that was far more expensive that I thought I had read on the sign. Can I rationalize it by the fact that there is no provincial sales tax in Alberta? Nice try.

The convocation ceremony was beautiful, but I can’t post photos here as Elina’s computer won’t accept my camera. I fly back home on Sunday and hope the turbulence is better than on the way out. All I could think of is that our wills are incomplete and my house is a mess. Speaking of which, while Chuck and I came out here for graduation, leaving two kids in charge of the house, my mother arrived from back East. That’s right up there as one of my worst nightmares along with the time my boss came to cook at my house.

Have a wonderful weekend.