A Heart-Felt Visit

The last few days have been a whirlwind.  My mom drove up Sunday for a visit because somewhere in the universe the stars aligned and I was given free lawn tickets to see Heart!

It was an absolute blast.  We screamed and yelled and jumped up and down and danced and sang at the top of our lungs.  We bought matching tshirts and split a mini bottle of wine and generally had just about the most fun a mother and daughter can possibly have.  Of course there was an opening act and of course we were so not there to see them, so the knitting did make an appearance.

This project just keeps popping up. Are you getting curious?

Yesterday we decided to do something neither of us had ever done and hit up Trader Jo's and Whole Foods.  I come from a very rural area, so I tend to disdain what I think of as "trendy food stores" because they are nigh impossible for us to get to.  But we kept open minds and went on our "fact finding mission".  The verdict?  Trader Jo's is awesome and Whole Foods feels like a very wealthy Harris Teeter.  Really, the fact that I could actually afford things in Trader Jo's was the kicker.  They were serving samples of Red Pepper Tomato soup, which is a new found favorite at a restaurant near Mom's school.  The nice woman who was serving the samples was combining it with a spicy hummus and serving the much thicker and creamier soup with a sourdough bread.  I wish I had taken a photo because it was awesome.  We just looked at the woman, looked at each other, and quickly said "We'll take two."  I already made up our batch for lunch yesterday and am planning a trip back to buy more.

And no visit with Mom is complete without something fiber related.  My aunt was in a quilt show this weekend, in which she took home a blue ribbon, so Mom stopped to see the winning artist and her work.  While there she encountered a woman selling alpaca yarn that she raises in a nearby city (Empty Pockets Alpaca).  Mom has heard me talk about my socks having issues, so this made their way into her car.

I don't know, I think this may be too decadent for socks.  They may need to be some sort of giant shawl.  Something to think about while I use the amazing fiber-wrapped soap that tagged along with the yarn.