Why Blame The Honey Cake

When we got home from Sumner the other day I was so disappointed by being taken to a Russian grocery store rather than a tea room that I tossed the honey cake I bought there into the fridge and made pot roast for supper. Hey, I just wanted to sip tea and eat cake away from the dog and the cats demanding their portion. The cake sat in the fridge for a while until this morning I was looking for a little something to go with my morning tea and remembered the cake. It tastes like a store bought cake. I wonder if my assessment isn't tainted by the disappointment I felt at not getting tea the other day. I don't really think so. I will avoid the store going forward.

The local knitting store has a Sit and Knit session every Wednesday. It had been my intention to join them and make friends there, but that backfired on me on my first visit. I went in and introduced myself. Immediately, a woman who looked uncannily like Big Delores from the movie "Hope Floats" started lecturing me about the evil racism of the south. Noting that there were no Muckleshoot women in the group, I felt like calling her out on it. But what would that accomplish? Delores was sitting in a scooter and sometime during the group I noticed a rather timid chihuahua was hiding behind her enormous legs. Any first impression break I was cutting her evaporated when I spied him.  He immediately went under the table and pissed on the floor. Of course Delores did not offer to get off the scooter and clean it up. One of the other women in the group did that for her. I have been using the experience to avoid going back to the group, though I really would like to be part of the rest of it.

This morning I thought I'd give the group another try. Maybe Big Delores would have other plans. I loaded up my current knitting project and headed toward town on my bike. But the morning was beautiful and I decided that I didn't really want to spend the morning cooped up inside. I rode around a little bit, visited my favorite thrift shops and then decided to stop by the knit shop to take a look. I went in and sure enough Big Delores was sitting in her spot. I assume the dog was with her too. Rather than join the group, I looked around the store and bought three skeins of a dark teal blue, cotton

and wool blend yarn. I'm not really certain what I will make with it. I'm thinking maybe a shawl. But I have a lot of yarn that I have earmarked for scarves and shawls. I'm sure that it will tell me what it wants to be when the time comes. Socks maybe, but the yarn isn't really stretchy enough for socks. 

After leaving the yarn store I rode around a bit more and then stopped in the Habitat for Humanity store to see if I could find some new blinds for my window. The cats have torn one of them up so badly that I took it down and threw it away. I didn't find anything that would work. I will just have to bite the bullet and pay full price for some at Target or Walmart.  Goodwill is next to the Habitat store, so I looked in there too. Goodwill in Washington seems to have forgotten that they are selling the second had crap that people donate after they failed to sell it at the neighborhood yard sale. They want to charge a lot for it. I looked at the price they are charging for an ironing board. My sister had bought the same one at Walmart a few days ago and they are asking $2 more than the brand new one cost. I guess there's a recycled premium on it. 

I did find a quilt that is in very good condition for my niece. She doesn't live here, but she does have a bed for when she stays over. It is covered with random throws, and she doesn't have a proper blanket for it. Her birthday is Monday so I hope she likes her present. 

I got home to find new neighbors moving into the house across the street. One of the room mates there moved out over the weekend and now a couple is moving in. I hope they will be nice. They have a large Class C RV that they have parked on the street outside of our house. Maybe they will move that soon.

Now I am exhausted and ready for bed. I hope I won't bee too sore tomorrow after all the riding around today.

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