Speaking of cake, I broke down and actually ATE a piece of cake at the wedding I worked on Saturday. I've been on the Cake Wagon for quite some time but this cake was from the best bakery in town and when I saw it was chocolate with their heavenly buttercream frosting... well I just had to give in. The slices were just mere slivers of teensy goodness so I didn't feel nearly as bad. The event itself was amazing right down to the Dom Perignon that flowed like a river. Of course, I had a wee glass of that too! :) I almost never eat and absolutely never drink at a wedding but for Dom..... well you just have to make an exception! The bride and groom insisted that the vendors eat and my choice was beef, it turned out that the beef choice was Beef Wellington for heaven's sake and it was so yummy. Personally I think that the flaky exterior knocked off all my resistance for the wedding cake. There is no excuse for the glass of bubbly other than the fact that I puredee wanted it! You know the line from Tom Cruise in "Risky Business" --- "Sometimes you just gotta' say.................." My knitting bag went with me to the wedding Saturday, I had to stay with the car behind the limo at the photo shoot for about 15 minutes or so and had a long wait in the back of the church during the ceremony so I did get about 5 rows done. The wedding coordinator who was working the event was mesmerized by my knitting, by the time the ceremony was over she said that she wants to get out her needles again. Isn't that wonderful? As long as she is not battling with me over the yet to arrive Wollmeise at the Loopy Ewe I consider that a success!
The back to back wedding weekend is behind be an other than walking this morning, mowing the lawn and hopping in the shower I have only three objectives for my day off:
- Get self to Border's and pick up the new felting mag from Interweave (and any others that are freshly out)
- Get self to the mall to get a new pair of walking shoes. (You will please note that I listed in order of more importance the trip to Border's above my shoes). I flat wore my shoes out, killed them dead and a nice new pair that might even be more kind to my achilles tendon problem will be a bright spot in the day. NOT as exciting as new knitting fodder but fabulous nonetheless!
- Knit Knit and more Knit I am not sure if I will pick up the MS3 at all. (At this point I'm so boogerin' far behind it seems pointless to hope for a catch up!) Sadly, as much as this sounds like hours of wonderful knitting, it will end up being far less than I would like.