On Saturday I escaped from horrific table manners, noise, picky eaters, eaters that wouldn’t eat dinner but would sneak into the kitchen 15 minutes later and make a pbj… and spent a lovely brunch with some friends. I then further escaped by driving to Kamas to visit an alpaca ranch. The owner hosted a lovely knit in. About 10 ladies were spinning, knitting and enjoying tea and brownies. It was great to get out and drive on good, open roads that weren’t under construction. The Mustang and I loved it. Freeway speeds and loud music used to be good therapy for me and I’ve missed it. The drive was beautiful and filled with snow covered mountains and valleys.
I got to see this:
I treated myself to this: It’s a merino, alpaca, firestar batt that I purchased while at the ranch. I’m in love.
Now I might go clean up the mountain of dishes that magically appeared in the sink even though the kids supposedly ‘cleaned up’ after dinner last night. Then again, I might just hide in my room and start to spin that fabulous batt.