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1. I did make it to farmer's market. Isaac got up early on Saturday to remove the large wheel and various pieces of vehicle from the bed of his old truck, then helped me stretch a tarp over the assorted petroleum products which had coalesced as a film across his truck bed. It's a full-sized truck with no bed tool box, so I'm not sure why I had trouble fitting everything in. Maybe I fit more in the back seat of Rick's truck than I realized. In any case, it's just as well that Spencer decided not to come to market with me, because after I packed the cab full of all the stuff I didn't thing was well enough protected in the bed, I was lucky to fit myself in.
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2. I did make it through farmer's market. Set-up seemed to take forever, and somehow I forgot the basket at home which contained most of my small prints and the various hooks and mini-bungies that I use for displays. But I had my knitting, which means I was able to tie several small things up for display with spare cotton yarn. (Peaches 'n Creme cotton yarn - duct tape has nothing on this stuff!) But it sprinkled on us a few times, which might have been problematic for those little prints anyway. And then the wind picked up and I spent the last hour or so literally hanging onto my canopy and easel in between customers, making sure neither went airborne. I absolutely must start bringing weights that can be bungie'd to the canopy for ballast! Teardown went smoothly, and because I left the bins of Bill's sweatshirts until last, I unexpectedly moved $60 of shirts at the last moment.
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3. Rick did make it home. Apparently the car rental place tried to charge him $14.00 for gas because he didn't produce a receipt proving that the tank was full - which was nice, because it gave him a chance to really blow up at someone and let off some steam.
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4. Luc didn't clean his bathroom or spot clean the rug. I told him to do it - twice - and even posted the Resolve where he would have to trip over it. He says he thought I'd done it when I cleaned the rest of the downstairs. Argh. Eventually he'll get tired of the computer and the television on security lock, and he'll do it to earn his privileges back.
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5. Kate and Christy did make it across the lake. What a pleasure to have them and Kate's kids with us for the weekend!! Austin and Lydia even went to church with me on Sunday and helped me do Children's Sermon. (We were talking about Abraham having to sacrifice Isaac and trusting God and all that. I demonstrated the "Trust Game" - where you fall backwards and trust your partner to catch you - and then told Austin and Lydia to catch me. I feel confident that if I'd gone through with it, I would have easily squished them both flat. But I'm told that when I turned my back and acted as though I was going to fall, Lydia got a determined look and braced for impact. She was going to catch me!)
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6. It did pour on Saturday late afternoon. We'd put up the canopy in the yard and started setting chairs under it, when Kate pulled up the radar image on her phone (which, just for the record, is much cooler than my phone) and warned us that we'd better go in. Now. But we had enough room inside to make do, and the weather cleared up enough to allow us a bonfire later in the evening. And somewhere in between, Isaac and the kids got into a waterfight in the yard which was pretty amazing to watch. And a good time was had by all.
Wrapping up, the Fremont set had to be back on the ferry by Sunday, but we managed a decent brunch before they had to set off. Then Luc, Mom and I went to see WALL-E, followed by a nap and an excellent Chinese dinner at my favorite hole in the wall.
Today, more work-related insanity. And I am, as expected, horrified by how I look in some of the weekend's pictures. Sigh. Oh, and Rick and Isaac were up and gone by about 2:30 this morning, and will be in Little Rock now for a few days. Theoretically they'll be home on Wednesday night, so we'll spend a quiet holiday at home together.
And knitting? I had a chat with Luc about how knitting was therapeutic and made theta brainwaves and all. But the fact is, except for a few breaks at farmer's market in between customers and before the wind kicked up, I haven't been near my knitting needles in days. No progress on the leaf edge lace, precious little progress on the market bag I'm carrying around as "brainless knitting." And although I sold one of the cotton skull caps at market on Saturday, I keep getting disappointed looks from people who pick them up expecting them to be baby-sized; so, apparently I need to crank out a few baby beanies over the next few days.
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