It started out innocently enough, a routine trip to the eye doctor last night. I’ve had glasses or contacts since I was 6 years old, so I’ve been to the eye doctor at least 20 previous times. Last night, it did a number on me. I don’t know if it was the rapid change in vision from blind to seeing when they do the little clicky lens thing, the amount of time I spent blind, or the eye dilation, but I could not keep my eyes open and felt like spending the evening up close an personal with indoor plumbing. Instead, I went to sleep. At 8:30 p.m. Without dinner. Not a stitch was knitted.
Since there is no knitting news. I thought I’d show you some vacation photos. We visited my mom and sister in Nashville and got to do some really fun things. I have much more to share, but one of the things we did was went to this exhibit called "Ice". It is a building that is kept at like -30 degrees (okay, not really, but it’s kept cold enough to keep the ice solid) filled with ice sculptures. There were candy canes and gingerbread men that were taller than me.
There was a really big ice slide that Jason and I slid down. There were sculptures of toys, even a toy monkey
(presented in honor of Jen).
And here Jason and I are enjoying it all. Or freezing our tails off on a frozen bench, however you like to look at it. They provide the parkas when you come in the door and my hat is the calmer hat I made last year.
All this ice kinda makes you wish you had a sherpa hat, huh? So maybe this had something to do with current knitting news after all.