Small World, Isn't It?
On Saturday I had a friend over and we had a really enjoyable afternoon. There's nothing particularly noteworthy about having a friend over . . . but there is an interesting story to this particular visit.
A couple of weeks ago, I got a handwritten note in the mail. Well, I love getting personal mail - who doesn't?! However, this was addressed to me using my first name - which I have not used for more than 30 years. Anyone who knows me well enough to send me a hand-written note knows that.
I looked at the return address but did not recognize the name - but the address was on my block.
Curiouser and curiouser . . .
I opened it up and it said that if I was the same person who had lived on a certain street in a certain town back in the day, I should please call the writer because I would be surprised to know who my neighbor on the corner is!
Well, I was that person who lived on that street in that town - the note was from D, a childhood friend! She and her sister and I were thick as thieves when we were kids - until I moved away to California in one of my mom's semi-regular moves.
What a wonderful afternoon we had catching up - sharing old photos and memories, and finding our footing toward friendship again - this time as adults in mid-life. It really was a wonderful afternoon - and how crazy is it that - once again - we live two houses away from each other. :-)
In other news of the weekend, I managed to finish my kilt hose (which is important because I'm going to have to wear them next month :-) ), so finally a finished object to share!
The pattern is Shrimpie's Kilthose. The yarn is Neighborhood Fiber Co's Studio Worsted (which is awesome yarn). I probably could have gone one more 8-row pattern repeat on each leg, but they are OK :-)
The laundry is done and it's time to hit the hay - here's a memory from Gypsy :-)
A couple of weeks ago, I got a handwritten note in the mail. Well, I love getting personal mail - who doesn't?! However, this was addressed to me using my first name - which I have not used for more than 30 years. Anyone who knows me well enough to send me a hand-written note knows that.
I looked at the return address but did not recognize the name - but the address was on my block.
Curiouser and curiouser . . .
I opened it up and it said that if I was the same person who had lived on a certain street in a certain town back in the day, I should please call the writer because I would be surprised to know who my neighbor on the corner is!
Well, I was that person who lived on that street in that town - the note was from D, a childhood friend! She and her sister and I were thick as thieves when we were kids - until I moved away to California in one of my mom's semi-regular moves.
What a wonderful afternoon we had catching up - sharing old photos and memories, and finding our footing toward friendship again - this time as adults in mid-life. It really was a wonderful afternoon - and how crazy is it that - once again - we live two houses away from each other. :-)
In other news of the weekend, I managed to finish my kilt hose (which is important because I'm going to have to wear them next month :-) ), so finally a finished object to share!
The pattern is Shrimpie's Kilthose. The yarn is Neighborhood Fiber Co's Studio Worsted (which is awesome yarn). I probably could have gone one more 8-row pattern repeat on each leg, but they are OK :-)
The laundry is done and it's time to hit the hay - here's a memory from Gypsy :-)
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