Husband is watching the home front, feeding and watering, and watering, and watering. I hate "instant on" summer. Especially when it's not even officially summer yet. However, it is good for my garden. Most of the stuff has even sprouted, (except for the %$#@^ carrots... again. I am not patient with these stupid excuses for vegetables! In the immortal words of gardeners everywhere, GROW, DAMMIT!)
I will also be going to Oregon's Sacred Knitter's Spot, Willamette Wool Works. My one time a year trip. I want to get some fiber to spin. I want books. I want black and red sock yarn. I want needles. Heck, Can I just have it all? Please? Oh, right. We're taking the car, not a semi. Darn. Just have to make do... How much stuff can we throw out so I can fit my stuff in the trunk? Dad, we don't REALLY need the spare and that jack, do we?