Weddings. Ours and theirs.
We are heading off tomorrow before the sun rises to Traverse City, Michigan for my sister-in-law's wedding. A wedding!!!! I love weddings!
Well, actually, I dread weddings as they approach, which I can't explain very well, but I love them once they are near and then here. I am past the dread and am looking forward to it with childish glee-- Me! Gleefull!! It's been a while since I could claim the emotion glee. But suddenly this morning I find myself full of glee for the bride and groom. You know why? Senor and I watched our wedding dvd last night (he in preparation for officiating this weekend-- yes, friends, Senor is marrying his sister-- I in televisual solidarity-- and to remember how thin my arms were!). At first I was thinking, "I'm not sure I'm ready to watch it again. It hasn't been long enough." But then it was on, and I was watching us looking great and feeling great and having fun and the tears and the laughs and the... Ahhhh... the loveliness. Everyone should get to feel that way, and in a mere two days, Amanda and Nate will be feeling great and looking great and crying (maybe? not sure if they'll be criers, I have my doubts, but I could easily be surprised) and laughing (definitely) and singing some karaoke (Yeah baby! "Let's Get It On", Senor, you must sing it!) and having the loveliness. And I am happy for them! And after watching our dvd, I felt happy for us.
One of the most surprising things I can say about watching our dvd... seeing myself in that setting made me like me, made me think I'd like to have her as a friend. That's a nice thing to be reminded of... yes, yes, that's a dangling participle. I could fix it, but I choose not to. (See, again! Let it dangle!)
Another cool thing about weddings is the knitting time. Now, a wedding is a lot of work, and I may very well be busy helping with stuff during and around the wedding... but what of the airport time? The airplane time? The waiting at baggage claim time? All usable. All highly coveted by the avid knitter. And I have a plan!
My first plan is to not leave my knitting bag at home. At 4am tomorrow morning I will not be in the mood for taking a cab back to the apartment to retrieve it. I am taking sock yarn leftovers for Squares. I am taking a new stash-busting project, the Jewelled Shell from Knitty.com, which I cast on Tuesday night at 11:30pm as a midnight snack, and I am taking the Lace Ribbon Scarf, in case I get bored of all that stockinette. That's all I'm taking. Too many options will split my time too much, and I'll end up with nothing to show for all of my waiting this weekend. Yarn shopping is, of course, part of the plan, but shall be limited to sock yarn as I have plenty of unknit sweaters and hats and scarves staring at me at home. Sock yarn does not breed guilt as the others do. Sock yarn breeds hope and dreams of a delightful future.
That's how I will memorialize this weekend of loveliness and waiting. With a skein to build a dream on.
And photos, if the camera cord ever turns up. And memories for next Memorial Day.