Tornadoes swept through the surrounding area this evening, but Mandi, Kim, and Clementine were all set up, snug as bugs, in the shop. I finally got over to Emma's Bakery before closing and scored some fantastic cakes and two huge lemon poppyseed muffins. So, the food angle was covered. Then we had a debate over where would be the best spot to be in the event of a building collapse... Mandi won with "in the bathroom, under the stairs". (Yes, there is a cupboard under the stairs, in the"loo". Very creepy at night when I'm there alone.) Anyhow, her family called her to come home. Apparently if there's to be a tornado, she's obligated to be out driving in it. A new sock was started, by her, in Lotus Yarns "Buddha"(I can't remember the colorway...cool though.) New knitter Kim has decided she's all in and after she finishes her hat (probably tomorrow, at the rate she cruises) she's starting a sock too! I'm all squealy. Sorry. Very exciting though.
The other thing we did for fun, besides eating super-yummmm peanut butter cake (omfg) and chocolate bars with chocolate and peanut butter icing (omfgX2) was gigglesnort at No-Amy because she was being tormented at a house with no air conditioning, during these terrific storms with oppressive heat and humidity... and she didn't take her knitting. Yep, it sucked to be her. I hope there was beer. We missed her.
Anyhow, I'm going to go wash my feet (really, that is not code for bum) in the 'new' bidet. Then it's off to bed, because the festival is just days away now, and I'll be doing a run-through tomorrow, which already is making me exhausted. Latah, knittas. C