Neo Bohemian Wormhole

Doggie Cam

OK, I know you don't care about my dog but finally she has reappeared and is strolling in circles at the Day Care place where we left her. She has been missing the last two hours and I was about to call but didn't want to be a hysterical parent...

Let's see, last you heard from me I was waiting for Tommy the Tow Truck to arrive on Friday. He did. I was stuck without a car and 26 people coming to eat without the shopping completed. I had no gift for the bride for Saturday and still had to pick up the cupcakes at the bakers. I called TY and told him he had to rent a car when he got off the plane Saturday afternoon. Friday night Nate, the chosen son, arrived with his junker car to lend me. Problem solved temporarily. Sure the car was at the dealership but it is Patriots Day weekend AND the dealership is ON the MARATHON ROUTE. AND OH YEAH, DID I MENTION THERE WAS ALSO A RED SOX GAME? Oh, OK, so I got a little hysterical by Sunday night when they wouldn't return my calls but sure enough they called in the middle of the party and told me I can pick up the car on Monday. Two new tires and a new battery- you can imagine what that cost.

But, back to the reason for all the hysteria, the parties themselves:

Both were fine, would have been fine even if I hadn't shown up- the club where I had the shower worked out well, though I brought home more food than was consumed. Also, no one drank much but water, so there were no fights to break up or hair pulling matches like I so enjoy on Bridezilla. This particular bride was happy and composed and grateful for everything, her new family was charming, and I am so looking forward to her wedding this summer.
Here I am masquerading as a large stainless steel appliance. Why didn't someone stop me?

The Meet-the-Baby party went well too, thought I *thought* it was going to be an open house with people coming and going. Instead they came and stayed! Hazel was on top of her game- looked adoringly into everyone's eyes to make them feel 'special' for her attentions.
Here she is wearing a jumper I made for her mother when she was the same size. The evening ended tragically when we had to cut the straps to get her out of it. Pffft- there went the family heirloom! She got handed off from one person to another and never even let out a sound of discontent. This kid is amazingly calm and collected. The day after the party I talked to her mom and thought maybe Hazel would be a bit out of sorts after the excitement but nope, she was ready to travel again so the two of them drove on into town for another day with Grandma and 'Grandfather'. She pulled another perfect day out of her hat, cooing and humming and making little grunts and snorts. She is a keeper, for sure.
She clasps hr hands to her chest when drinking her bottle, then falls in disarray wherever she happens to be! Here she has dropped the plastic ring right on her face and it slid down her cheek as she slept.

I barely had any food left after Sunday and had to scramble to find dinner last night, TY is on his way back to FL now and I follow tomorrow so don't want to buy anything. I don't know how long I will be there but it will be as short as possible. I need to mail off two quilts to different shows, clean out that refrigerator, and gather up the dog for our road trip home. I can do all this in one day, but getting TY out in that time will be tough. Damn, it's a long ride boring ride from FL to Boston (except for the Waffle Houses along the way).

UPDATE: Deb (see comments below) has offered to come along if we slow down around Savannah so she can catch us! Should be great company. I think I will ride in back with her, and let Molly ride shotgun. We have a lot to talk about. Deb- since I look like a refrigerator, don't bring any baggage- there won't be room! And oh yeah, we are also stopping in New Hope to pick up a incorrigible adolescent bulldog so it may get tough the last few miles into New York.