Earlier this week I had the pleasure of participating on a yarn crawl of Bellingham with Dorothy, and the blogless: Marsha (Seattle), Daisy, and Linda (both from Ottawa). The Ottawans, arriving by bus, experienced a two hour delay at the border. Really, I can’t imagine terrorists crossing the border by Greyhound, but I suppose stranger things have happened. Dorothy and I commenced with a pre-crawl, sending Chuck to the bus station to wait for the delayed.
The day was a success, but having been recently gifted with lovely yarn from Wendy and the Ottawa knitters, all I bought were three more skeins of Tatamy tweed in order to add more circumference to my Hemlock blanket. Alas, I have no photo of this event, as I have a new cell phone and have discovered that it is not a good idea to learn its features, like sending photos, with cross border roaming charges. My brand new "free" touch phone came with a steep and expensive learning curve. For example, I accidentally called myself while roaming, left a message, and then paid roaming charges to pick up the clueless message which recorded my words "I don’t know what I’m doing."
Daisy needs to reconsider her blogless state. In a thank you e-mail she cleverly observed the following, a prime example of do as I say not as I do:
and I were reminiscing about how much fun we had and how gracious and
friendly y’all are. I had a sudden thought that I had done exactly what
I and the police have warned my children not to do:
And as my camera accompanied me to B’Ham sans memory card, I have no other photos to offer other than these two rascals, also left in Vancouver, with a high level of trust to have a safe and happy New Year:
OK guys, you’re scaring your mom. Give me that sweet angelic look I know you’re capable of:
The same goes to all of you – a safe and Happy New Year!
Life's a Stitch 
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