Sunday sundries and such

I know it seems a little late to be blogging about Sunday, a whole three days ago. I just haven't had the time or the inclination to sit at the computer for long. I actually made it out to a knitting meet-up this week - too much fun, I need to do that more often. It's good to be among my people. And some of us have more in common that just the fibre addiction....there's a whole sub-set of knitters who are serious sci-fi geeks, too. Having just (re-)watched the single season of Firefly (curses, o evil Fox network! Why did you cancel it? May a thousand camels pee in your cornflakes!), I was especially amused that one of the gals was knitting herself a lovely pair of Kaylee socks. Now, I just happen some yarn in the stash that would work marvellously with that...next time I need something to knit. Coz, you know, I don't already have enough on the needles. (Actually, at this point, if I started another pair of socks, I'd have to go buy more needles, since the oodles I already have are all occupied.) Anyway, the meet-up was fun, and they've recently started serving micro-brew at that particular cafe. I'll have to make a point of getting out more!

Also, there has been an astonishing amount of cleaning going on (ummm...I mopped the floor. OMG. If I mention doing the walls, somebody please send the nice men in the white coats?) And pondering the unsolvable mysteries of life (like why Mr.Q has to leave one single spoonful of chili in the pot? When I asked him about it, he just looked at me all solemn-like and said "A man has to have some secrets." And then he did it the next day with the tuna casserole. I might start saving up all these little spoonfuls, put them in the freezer, and when there's a container's worth, send that in his lunch. Yeesh.)

Then, the Bagheera beastie was having some tummy issues a couple days ago (read: copious vomiting-up of semi-digested cat food...and then trying to eat it again...eeeeew!). So I've been stalking him to make sure he's eating, drinking, using the litterbox. I think he's getting a little annoyed with me. He's perfected a highly expressive stare: "Jeez, lady, I don't come and stare at you when you're in the bathroom! A little privacy, please!"

So. To make a short story way longer than it needed to be, that's why I haven't got around to posting about Sunday's adventure in the 'burbs. We went out to New Westminster for their "Sapperton Days" event. A typical small-town street festival, nothing terrifically exciting. But cozy, community-oriented, and a chance to do something different on a summer afternoon. They had all the usual ingredients - a giant seagull mascot, bike races for the kids, performances by local bands, demonstrations by martial arts and dance clubs. And the real essentials:

A pirate ship:




A charity hot-dog stand, which Mr.Q particularly enjoyed, having played a solstice BBQ gig the night before (hangover food! mmmm!):



Fresh, hot mini-donuts....and yarn!



(The donuts I shared. The yarn - Orchid Garden from a local Ravelry pal - is all for me...meeeee! My preciousssss!)

All that left me plum tuckered out, so I had to put my Ravelry pint glasses to their intended use when we got home:



The brew, Fuller's Honey Dew, is a very exciting new discovery. A perfect summer beer!

(I really don't drink as much as it might seem that I do. Ummm...let's not mention the Bailey's in my coffee at the moment....Yeah, anyway. I never used to like beer, but once I discovered micro-brews, well...it's like chocolate (or yarn) - I'd rather have a little of the good stuff than any amount of the cheap, crappy stuff. Of course, it's sometimes fun to have a lot of the good stuff! Heheheheheheheh...)