So, last Wednesday, Sally and I left for the beach. We had a lovely time, it was windy, which made actually being on the sandy part of the beach a bit interesting and exfoliating, but in the water or on the deck was just fine. Sally hooped in the sand and I sat on the deck and read and knitted. It turns out you can knit this much sock in 4 days:
I cast on for this sock in the car on the way to the beach, and stopped knitting on it while we were there because I misplaced its mate, and need to make sure that the ankles are the same length before starting the heel flap.
Then it rained and we went shopping, and finally we left the beach just in time, since the waves had made their way under the cabin.
After heading back to Nashvegas, I hung out at home with the Beloved Husband and on Monday, a holiday here in the States and our 7th wedding anniversary, I ran a 5k that benefited the Nashville City Cemetery Association. Since my goal was to finish, I accomplished exactly what I set out to do.
Look, me at the start:
Kickin' it in what I like to call "tortoise style:"
Watchin' out for zombies:
And the finish:
Later, the Beloved Husband and I went out for a fun fish dinner, followed by ice cream.
Tuesday night included knitting, which was great, and I cast on a new sock.
Then I came home and the BH and I hung out with Mr. Calvin, who was doing his dangedest to be cute.
Now it is my birthday, and I'm another year older. Not sure about wiser, but older. I'll be inspecting for crow's feet later. There are movers, painters, and the bug spraying guy at our old house right now, getting it ready for potential renters.