The Beaver Dam Reunion (BDR 2005) was a huge success (some day I will tell you all the story of the Beaver Dam. For now, rest assured the term Beaver is meant in a non-gutter ball context.) This little man…

took his first steps….

(notice Marne knitting in the background?! Love this girl.)

This lady’s belly…

was pampered and petted.

The sweet sweater was gifted.

The trip ended with an extra night in D.C….I missed my flight. Only because I tried to check in 27 minutes before it took off…3 minutes short of the required 30. 3 MINUTES!!!! For crying in the beers – could the airlines be more anal?! Next time a flight takes off 3 minutes late someone is going to get an ear full.

Now for the worst.

Coffee, knitting, and a lot of people in line to get on a plane never equals happiness. Poor litte yarn butt….

So, what do I do? Wash the yarn alone? Wash the yarn and the sock and the other skein I have? Knit it up and then wash it all out? By wash I mean – “soak in a cool bath of mild detergent.”

What you sez?

I’m back from my trip and this is what my hair looked like this morning when I woke up:

I swear – the bed head is wayyyy better than the hair during the day.

Judging from this, and the fact that I’m 45 minutes late to work ’cause I couldn’t get out of bed (I swear there is some earth force that keeps-you-down in spite of your “best” efforts,) do you think I had a good time?!

PS – Does anyone else see H.I.’s mug shot when they look at this picture?! I know sweet hubbers will…