Juno came to stay with us last weekend.  We had way more than our share of fun.  Let me give you a rundown.

Juno finally got to meet Scott and the pets.   Kayo tried to be fierce, but realized that fierceness would get in the way of being spoiled.  Speedwell gave up the scaredy-cat routine pretty quickly and declared his undying love for her.  Yarrow tried to convince us he was too cool to pay any attention to us girls, but even he cracked and wound up playing with Juno.

We talked non-stop.

We did a fair amount of knitting and spinning.  Juno’s new travel wheel is intriguingly well-designed, and started making overtures to my wallet.  My wheel came out of hibernation for the first time in ages.  The blanket and the lace scarf grew a bit, a mostly-full bobbin grew into a full bobbin.  It was good.

We ate bridies.  I only made the standard 36 bridies.  They made a great dinner on Friday night, and we broke down and shared the rest on Sunday.  There were some homemade cookies too.  And pancakes.  And a trip to Picante.  Not all at once, mind you.  No one exploded.

We went to Middleburg to visit Hunt Country Yarns and the Red Fox Inn.  Surprisingly, we got in and out with relatively few incongruous jodhpur sitings.  And I made it past the book store without a single purchase.  I am mighty.

Sunday, we spent the afternoon at Bodwin and Rowan’s place, knitting, convincing Nehyatt that she should learn to knit, and watching the guys smash things with hammers.  And eating bridies, of course.

All fun.  All, all fun.

And now Scott is interviewing for his dream job, and then heading off to Arizona for a week to swing sticks and hang out with Richard.  I am trying to control my jealousy.  Well, I’m trying to try to control my jealousy, and plotting ways for Kayo and I to sneak into Scott’s luggage.  Don’t tell.

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