The plan went something like this. Dash off to Chicago after work on Friday, hang out during the day on Saturday, see a concert that night, zip back home Sunday in time for a nice leisurely evening. This is a perfectly viable plan in the town you’re going to and the town you’re coming from are close to each other. Cleveland and Chicago…aren’t. Especially when you change that to ‘eastern suburb of Cleveland’ and ‘western suburb of Chicago.’ I think we spent more time in the car than we did, awake, in the city. Those plans to fill a few idle hours between stops with a bit of languorous yarn/book store browsing? Yeah not so much.
But, we did have a lovely little jaunt, even if much of it was spent in the car. We had breakfast with friends and lunch down town. I didn’t manage to hit up any yarn stores (this is where I chant ‘I have plenty of yarn’ under my breath), but the local used book store (the one I popped into for ten minutes while The Boy did a little compare and contrast at the beverage store next door) did happen to have two charming stitch dictionaries which petitioned to come home with me. Their petition was accepted.
The concert was lovely. Somehow (it could have been careful shimmying and good karma) we managed to get a spot right up front. As in, hands on the railing, very first row up front, despite arriving only moments before the concert was set to start. I, of course, had assumed we’d be in the back and so hadn’t brought the big (read, heavy) camera. We’ll have to trust the little one for proof of attendance.
We’re back home now, and I’m in the grip of a new obsession and might just possibly be swatching like a crazy person for a new project. Details to come!
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