I’m baaaack! Not without a bit of hassle, however. Due to mechanical difficulties, our flight out of Springfield, Missouri was delayed, causing us to miss our connection to Seattle. So, we ended up with a four hour layover in Dallas. The nice people at American Airlines managed to get us on a flight later in the evening and we ended up home late, but otherwise unscathed. It was amazing to watch the people in line getting irate and taking it out on the people behind the counter. I don’t know about you, but I would much prefer that they not fly a plane with mechanical difficulties.

We spent Thanksgiving in the little town in Missouri where I was born. How little is it you ask? Well, when my husband asked my dad how many people still lived in town, he started counting them off on his fingers and naming them by name. That’s small. Here’s a picture of downtown:

Thomasville

That’s pretty much it. Believe it or not, there’s a terrific restaurant in town – a small cafe really, but they serve the best hushpuppies and catfish on the face of the planet.

And, since there’s not much to do in town, knitting was accomplished:

Socks

Why, you may ask are there two socks on the needles? Good question. I started one pair for a unnamed person who I don’t think reads my blog, but you can never be too careful. When I got to the heel, I realized that they were going to be too small for her, so those will be for me and the other pair for her. I’m actually experiencing a renewed interest in sock knitting. Maybe the era of lace is on a hiatus and the era of socks has begun. Stranger things have happened.

And, I leave you with a picture of a hugely attractive group of people. For the first time in 18 years, my whole family was together – my mom and dad, my sister Claudia, myself, and my brothers Mike and Pat! Here’s hoping it won’t take us 18 years to make this happen again!

Family

5 thoughts on “

  1. Welcome back, Dorothy. Chuck grew up in the tiny town of Eyota, MN. Looks similar.

    I ate catfish last week in Ottawa. I hadn’t had it since a visit to MN years ago.

    You are inspiring me to knit socks.

    Thanks for your good wishes. All I can say is thank goodness for Cryo cuffs.
    Li

  2. Hi Grasshopper, miss me? πŸ™‚

    Love the family potrait and LOVE that you’re back in the sock groove πŸ™‚

    Haven’t tried any of the Knitpicks sock yarns, how do you like the stretchy Dancing?

  3. Just remember, just because you’re knitting socks doesn’t mean you can’t knit other stuff also!
    My favorite rude-people-in-airports story was from my husband. He was in a long line of people waiting to get re-booked after a flight had been cancelled for mechanical problems. The guy at the front of the line was being a real butt-head to the agent, and he finally yelled “you have to get me booked. Don’t you know who I am?”
    She calmly picked up the microphone and announced to the whole airport, “attention in the airport, there’s a man at the xyz ticket counter who doesn’t know who he is.”

  4. Greetings from Missouri! I wondered why your blog was so-named, since you post from Washington. I thought perhaps after a quilting pattern or something. My husband grew up in the town of Rush Hill, Missouri, pop. 129. Mexico, MO was the nearby “big city”. I grew up in Columbia. Happy holidays!

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