Summertime

I feel like it's summer. I know it's the end of July and almost August so we've been in the belly of summer for awhile, but with the strange weather and everything, it didn't really feel like summer to me... until now. This week has been warm, but on top of that I feel like the summer activities have taken off. I've been catching up on sleep and on Wednesday after work had a full night. I went to Ivy with some coworkers and had a nice bottle of wine and I splurged and got some mussels in a wonderful butter and garlic sauce - we had to ask for bread twice, it was so good, sopping it up. Although one mussel was a bit undercooked - didn't like the slimey feel of that. Then off to Shakespeare in the Park, just two blocks up where we met up with some friends. The place was packed, blankets next to blankets, not a patch of grass available. Our neighbors were playing cards and within minutes I was dealt in - great game called Jungle Board. The production was suprisingly good. It was Midsummer's Night Dream, which I have to say I've seen a dozen times and have even been in once (I was Demetrious). Having seen quite a few Shakespeare in the park gigs, I was suprised how well they performed and the set and costumes. However, it was still outside, you couldn't really see the stage being a football field away, and well, I ducked out early and met up with a friend who was celebrating her Birthday. All in all, by the time I got home, it was a classic summertime evening in my opinion. Warm, relaxing, and an evening that seemed to be timeless. Too bad it was a school night.



In knitting news, yesterday as I headed home from work a bit late (having come into work a bit late), I struck up a conversation with a fellow knitter. Pulling out my knitting definately starts conversations with strangers. I've been carring it around a lot more and making a ton of progress on yet another PeaPod baby sweater. It's starting to get bulky, so am already looking for another project to start. That's the problem, knitting, elbow to elbow with my fellow commuters, I need to keep the projects small. It works for awhile until the project grows, and then it gets put aside into the pile that just grows and grows. I need to buckle down and knit more at home. But I have to say I get about 80% of my knitting down in transit. I get a good episode of Fresh Air on the mp3 player and an easy pattern to follow and I'm good to go.



Well, Rosanne, my fellow knitter, pointed out a wonderful hole in the wall knitting store in Porter Square. She swears there are wonderful hand-dyed yarn in there. I almost didn't want to know where it was. And then, as I get on my bus, a block away, where the Indian clothing store used to be, there is none other, you guessed it, a new yarn store. I hadn't really noticed. So, I'm going to be good and not explore the two stores until the fall. We'll see how strong I can be. I'm usually good at avoiding yarn stores because I have to make a trip to visit one. These are on my daily route - not a good sign.



And finally, wrapping back to the summertime theme, I'm making my list of things to bring camping this weekend in CT with my cousins. It should be fun, although I'm a bit worried about the weather, and how to fit my bike in the car. I'm packing tons of sunscreen - three bottles. But have a feeling that the trend will continue, where the weekend wipes me out and I recoup during the week (instead of the opposite). But it's summertime - you've got to enjoy it!