Poppy Mom

Loop de Loop

What's wrong? Do you people not love me anymore? Has my novelty worn off? You've all been so quiet.

I feel so alone.

Clara "Hipster" Jane and I finally made our trip to The Loop. First, we went to Iron Age for Baby's First Tattoo. Then it was of to the tobaccoist shop for Baby's First Smokes. After that we headed to Sunshine Daydream for Baby's First Box to Keep Her Weed In, then to Vintage Vinyl for Baby's First Gwar CD.

OK, that's not entirely true. Except for Vintage Vinyl, and that was more for my own benefit.

Hipster is going through a new phase. It's the "If I Let Mama Out of My Sight I'll Die!" phase.

Yes, we've entered the stalker phase.

In an attempt to drive my child absolutely insane with longing for me, I escaped the house last night to participate in a bit of theraputic knitting. Lovely little coffee house in Chesterfield, complete with a fireplace. Excellent company, although I probably talked everyone's ear off. It probably wasn't a good idea to scream like my daughter whenever my stitch partners left the table for the restroom. I'm just exceptionally needy right now (see first paragraph).

Did I accomplish any knitting? Of course not. I did a lot of casting on, a few stitches, many realizations that I cast on way, way, way too tight, followed by lots of ripping out of stitches. Basically, I made really curly yarn. But that's fine. I'm not actually working on a project. I'm just practicing.

Music geek that I am, I absolutely love that one of my knitting companions brought a wonderful mix CD. Perfect for knitting. And bopping around to some mid-'90s Pavement goodness. I like knitting to Rasputina, although they're dark enough that they kinda make me want to use my needles as weapons. In a good way.

I'm lunching with ladies tomorrow. I'm just a social gypsy moth this week. Very in-demand by my public. Just ask the Hipster.

Posted by Robin at July 28, 2004 02:38 PM | TrackBack