We had a glorious time with the girls in Seattle yesterday where we saw some amazing bubble stuffs. First, we learned about the physics of bubbles, which included a pyrotechnic show of flaming hydrogen soap spheres. Next, we saw a terrific show by Fan Yang, (click on that link, it’s a good one). Then there was the basic coolness that is the Pacific Science Center. To top it off, we ate dinner at Dick’s Drive In on Queen Anne. (You know, for a local restaurant chain that has some style and attitude to it, their website SUCKS! It isn’t even orange. All their restaurants are orange! I don’t get it.) So why am I grumpy? Because, I forgot my camera. Many fabulous photo opportunities, and I didn’t have my stupid camera. As usual, Abigail looked like a mini version of Audrey Hepburn, and I didn’t have my camera. (She’s been wearing this cute little scarf thing in her hair the last few days. It is so cute. She is such a little lady, and she has that porcelain doll look to her that she’s had since the day she entered this world).

I didn’t get any knitting done (although I brought it along, as always), which is OK. We had a great time, and my life really doesn’t revolve around knitting. Well, I suppose that if you looked at it LITERALLY, considering that knitting is always present in some sense, (either as the verb, or as the noun that is tucked away close by), you might, maybe could say that my life revolves around knitting, but only in the strictest, physical sense of the term. Emotionally, my life does NOT revolve around knitting. I can’t exactly say that knitting revolves around life, because that would imply that it had more of a casual and detached role, which it certainly does not. (Notice here that the knitting made it to the city, but not the camera!)

How about you? How does knitting fit in to YOUR life?

Part 1-

Don’t you think it’s a shame that I have to cover a perfectly executed kitchener stitch with hair? I do.

Sewn and stuffed. There are a number of jokes I could make at this point, but they aren’t PC. (You know, “What do you call a doll with no arms and legs …..”) Right, moving on.

Hey, starting to look like a knitted representation of a human there.

Ah, hair. Yes, well…. Hmmm. It’s on, and that’s good. She needs a serious trip to the salon though. It’s bad.

Once again, I have ventured out on my own and designed an article of clothing for one of these dolls that doesn’t work at all. You know those clowns that walk around with suspenders holding a barrel around their mid section? You now have a pretty accurate picture of how this looks on her.

To be continued……

So there you have it! I still haven’t heard back from my mom about her duct tape mannequin. Maybe I’ll call her. We are taking the kids to the Seattle Center today. They are having some sort of bubble festival, and we’re gonna be there. Have a great day!