Out and about

Harvey and I met up with some Friends to attend the NAACP luncheon on peace and social justice. It was an inspiring and uplifting gathering, and Jeff May's message was motivating. As a lovely bit of synchronicity, I was seated next to Idella Glenn of Hollins. We had a lovely chat during the event.

After the Friends dispersed, we visited the local yarn store and I got advice on where to get test knitters and technical editing for the dress pattern (ravelry, of course) and talked yarn weights and processes and more fiber goodness.

Then we made our way downtown, where we got some sipping chocolate, talked about what we had learned, and relaxed.

We grabbed a pizza from Buddy Marconi's across the street and considered ourselves off the hook for cooking for the day.  They sell a 28" pizza and give away $500 if you eat it all in an hour. I didn't make it all the way through my single slice of pepperoni; it's huge.

In the village, we dropped in on Erica at the toy store to give her an Advent gift and to enjoy caroling on the porch. I love that place.

Before going home, we caught up with Linda at Too Many Books. I have been eyeing a stitches book that she has and finally decided to buy it for the home library.

We played Quiddler while we ate pizza and then picked up some oranges and sundries at the co-op before watching Mr. Robot.

Another fantastic Saturday in the Village.

Sipping chocolate at the chocolate store

Caroling on the toy store porch

Planning my next project

Parisian Poorboy Action Shot

This is what happens when Madmen meets Paris.

Parisian Poorboy notes

Vivian and I had a delightful time at meeting for worship this morning.

Harvey has started the six-possibly-seven-days-a-week work schedule that is the holiday warehouse routine. Given that I'm on fumes in my bank account, we aren't feeling anything but grateful about the extra hours.

Bonus: One of the friends at the meeting house gave us tickets to next weekend's NAACP luncheon, which we are very much looking forward to attending. I'm going for certain; Harvey will be there if he isn't working. This gift leaves me feeling really supported and loved and welcomed.

The Parisian Poorboy dress is coming along nicely. Earlier in the month I had it about two-thirds done, and it looked exactly as I wanted it too, mostly. I decided the grey section should be much more the full body of the dress, so I ripped out a bunch of what I had knit so that I could scooch the pink farther down the hips.

The First Incarnation, with pink stripes starting at the waist.
I decided to drop the stripes to the hips.

The First Incarnation on the body.

Harvey's look of dismay when I told him I was going to rip out over five inches of stitches was priceless. He saw me do this the first time when I was designing Vivian's dress last year, but it's still a shock to him. The women at the yarn shop were equally horrified when I told them, but I picked up the additional skein of grey and went home to set about getting what I had on the needle to match what was in my mind.

It didn't take long for the grey to be what I envisioned, and then I started adding the pink back in. This time around, the pink patch is the same three inches that it was the first time, but starts seven inches lower to balance the design, and I like it much better. The black is coming along too, and I'm almost finished with the body of the dress. I expect I'll be done with the sleeves no later than next week.

And yes, I do have a beret to wear with it.

The Eiffel Tower is around here somewhere, right?