By now most of you know that the Yarn Harlot had terrible travel problems and did NOT make it to the book signing.
I left home at 4pm to drive the hour twenty drive down to the south side and on the way called Nana's Knitting to see if they needed my extra ticket. She told me that Stephanie was running late and probably wouldn't be there until 8pm. This was not necessarily unwelcome news as I knew that Claire probably needed the extra travel time.
I had time to kill when I got there and went to target and purchased some cute new brown flip flops, and a badly needed car charger for my iPhone.
We got to the hotel and got in line and found seats near the front and near an outlet, so I was able to charge my dead phone.....and the phone was almost charged by the time Trish from Nana's knitting got up on stage and told us that Stephanie wasn't coming.
I think that there is no other crowd like a knitting crowd. I have been at concerts where the band hasn't shown up...and frankly, it is not a good scene....actually pretty scary.
But this crowd of knitters either got up and left....or stayed and knitted together! There was no collective groan at the news. More, it was a collective sigh for Stephanie that she had to spend her day in an airport frantically trying to not let the weather get the better of her.
Sorry, Steph, but those of us from Chicago know that the weather or O'Hare (or O'hell as she calls it) will often eff you up. Also most of us had driven to the event and the weather was really getting nasty. My drive home wasn't the worst storm I have driven through.....but it ranks in the top 10. Any time the windshield wipers can't keep up is a bad thing.
I wanted to go out after, but realized that the next day was going to be hell on wheels, so like a good mommy, I went home.
Saturday morning dawned to temps of 36 degrees (down from the 78 reading I had on Friday afternoon) and thankfully, John decided it was too cold to go golfing. So, the two soccer games, two soccer picture appointments, one baseball game, one first communion luncheon, and one birthday party were not done by me alone. YAY! I also managed to squeeze in 2 hours working on a PTA thing, dinner with the inlaws who took the kids home with them, then John and I went out to the bar and watched a band lead my Mark Zeus (who used to be with Blood, Sweat, and Tears). It was fun...and thankfully, John wanted to go home relatively early (midnight).
I slept in until 10am which is unheard of in these parts and really haven't done anything productive today. Kind of a nice day, all in all.
I heard from another mom, that my son apparently asked a girl to Friday night skate. He says he didn't, but it cracks me up that he might have done that.
Apparently 4th graders don't really think logistics through.....how is he going to get her to the rink without a parent to drive him? My husband did take him to Friday night skate, but he said there wasn't any girl near my son and that the boys were all skating in a pack behind the pack of girls. Too funny! It cracks me up how the moms are completely freaking out and there is conversation among the girls how to turn the boys down.
Not too much knitting going on....hopefully this week will hold more knitting time.