Archive for March 2007

WIP’s and other stuff

March 25, 2007


Have you noticed how Schaefer Anne goes thru a beautiful transformation when wound into a yarn cake? I bought the skein above many months ago lured by the beauty of the skein only. Yesterday I decided to wind the skein into a yarn cake so I could cast on a sock. I can’t put into words how much more beautiful it becomes. I don’t think the picture shows the hint of purple that it has. Yummy. img_0339.JPGimg_0342.JPG

These are two closeups of a scarf I’m working on. I found this pattern in a stitch dictionary and decided it would work very nicely on a seaman’s type scarf. I’m knitting this for a friend who wanted something subtle, manly but with interest. I had to rip back a bit last night as I realized I had repeated too many rows in the pattern. It still looked nice but those series of diamonds were longer than the other four sets. I’m to the point where I’ll segue into the ribbing that will narrow the scarf to fit more nicely around the neck. I had considered doing 3 X 3 ribbing to match the section of 3 knits that forms the borders of the diamond sections but the stitch count will not work. Darn it. Maybe I’ll do better by knitting 1 X 1 (YIKES!) or 2 X 2. What do you think?


This is some Tahki Classic Cotton I bought many months ago. I did not know what kind of room I’d have on the train last weekend so the scarf was out as I needed to follow a chart. I had this wound and grabbed it and some needles to do some mindless knitting on the train. (For some reason I knew it would be a crazy time and definitely no peace to concentrate on a pattern lol NOT that I’m complaining!) So I started a Grandmother’s washcloth and I LOVE how this multicolored cotton knitted up! It’s really pretty and looks so spring-like.


This is a scarf for Red Scarf Project 2008. Yes, I’ve already started! And no, it is not red but if you remember the guidelines state “gender neutral” colors. I think this will qualify nicely. It’s Miss Priss by Schaefer (God, I love knitting with this yarn) in the Eleanor Roosevelt colorway. Since it’s such a beautiful colorway I decided to do a simple seed stitch scarf to let the colors pop in their own way. See how that light aqua/teal does just that? The hint of purple dazzles in it’s own way also. If you’ve never knitted with Miss Priss yarn you are missing out. It is heavenly in a way I can’t describe. It is available at Gourmet Yarn and Margaret does her best to keep it in stock. It is very popular!


Does this yarn look familiar? It’s Blue Heron Rayon Metallic in the melon colorway. I found it at a shop in Tulsa and knew it would make the perfect clapotis. Problem was I only bought one skein and as many of you know it was not enough to knit the full clapotis. Well, Margaret is a very smart woman and when she saw it and heard all the comments and oooh’s and aw’s over it, she decided to start carrying it in her shop. I think I started a huge trend!! And what’s ironic is I never finished the clapotis that started it all! In fact, if you’ll notice the ball of yarn to the right? That is my clapotis that most of you saw months ago on this blog. Yep, I frogged it. After Margaret’s order came in the difference in the two skeins was very evident. So, I decided to frog the 2/3’s finished clappy and will alternate from the two skeins so that it is less noticable plus I think my skills are a tad better now and I will have a smoother product in the end.


And if I had not purchased enough yarn this month…I had to have this yesterday. One more skein of the Cascade 220 Tweed for the scarf. Those seed stitch diamonds with the framed borders is eating up the yarn! I may not need all 3 skeins but I will definitely need at least 2 and 1/2 skeins.

I also found a sock pattern at Gourmet Yarn that intrigued me. It called for Ballet in the Fiesta line. The pattern has an afterthought heel. NO SHORT ROW PICK UPS!!!!! YAY!!! So after Sarah Susan PUSHED this skein under my nose….and I put it back, Marjie eyed it and I had to grab it quick before it disappeared! Damn, I’m an easy sell.

If you have not been in Gourmet Yarn in the past few weeks you need to get there. I am not exaggerating when I say this. But after the five shops we visited in Fort Worth this past weekend AND the shops I’ve visited in this state NO ONE has the selection of sock yarn that Margaret has right now. She got in a HUGE shipment of Barefoot by Mountain Colors this week. I’ve offered to hold ankles while people dive in. lol And even without the Barefoot, she has Cherry Tree Hill solids and varigated, Claudia Handpaint, Anne by Shaefer, Lola by Shaefer, Online, Regia, J-Knits, Tofutsies, Sockolotta and I forget what else. Just believe me and trust me. If you want to experience a sock knitter’s dream, get there. She has so much to choose from. And here’s Nancy opening some of the Barefoot: (Yes, I stole the picture from her blog but I didnt’ have a picture so I had to have proof! lol)


I’m sure you have missed my baby Lexi. I failed to post any pictures of her the last few posts. These are repeats but so cute. She goes thru spells of jumping in the tub and chasing her tail, playing between the shower curtain and liner or just “cooling her toot”. lol I know that because she does it mainly during the warmer months, never in the winter. lol

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Where was I? Oh…Fort Worth The Second Day

March 20, 2007


The next morning we had a plan.  Lobby at8:30.  Checkout and breakfast at Cracker Barrel across the highway.  Parking lot of 3rd yarn shop, The Knitting Nook in N. Richland Hills at 10:00 when the doors opened.  At 8:05 I remembered something I had not told Anita and Emily or Marjie.  So I called Anita and Emily’s room first and guess what?  I woke them up.  lol  Good thing I called.  I’m very happy to say those two gals can hustle when it’s necessary.  We were in the lobby at 8:30 and so were they and I even saw wet hair!!  Yay!!!  lol  Breakfast took a tad longer than we expected so we didn’t make it to the yarn shop until after 10 but we did make it.  It is a nice shop with nice staff.  The first pic above is Terri perusing the knitting books on their coffee table.  The next picture is of Karen, Emily and Anita scoping out the sale corner.  The next slightly dark picture is of Marjie and Anita coming out of the sale corner.

I had to throw in the pictures of Anita, Jan and Emily on the bench.  That was taken the night previous at Saltgrass Steakhouse while we waited on a table.  Do they look like hungry girls?

That next picture of Emily belongs below but I can’t get it moved.  lol  So “pretend” it’s in the next grouping.   lol


The next shop we hit was Yarns Ewenique.  Out of the seven of us, four of us favored this shop best.  It is in the cultural district of Fort Worth and was in a revitalized area.  Isn’t that floor mat cool?   Talk about a True Texas welcome!  lol

No, I didn’t aim the camera wrong and chop off bodies…I was taking a picture of their sign.  lol   The third picture is Marjie, Karen, Anita and Jan outside the shop.  The picture above of Emily is taken inside the shop as is the picture of Karen and Anita.  I have to tell you Marjie found the most beautiful and cool pattern for a baby blanket at this shop and she bought the yarn to do it.  I cannot wait for her to get started on it.  I may even have to do this blankie.  It’s gorgeous.

We piled into the van and headed to the 3rd shop for the day.  This was actually a darling quilt shop that happened to carry yarn also, The Cabbage Rose on Vickery.  We walked in and the first thing we saw was this:  “All yarn 50% off”   I think Karen had to read it to me twice….so it sunk in!  lol  They had some nice yarn but it was somewhat picked over.  We did manage to find a few bargains though.  Later a few of us were sitting by the book table while the others finished shopping and checking out.  I guess Terri, Anita and I were making some kind of cracks or maybe it was Jan and Emily who were still sniffing out bargains but this other customer comes by and lingers for a moment.  Out of the blue she says “I want to hang out with you guys.  You are much more fun than my friends.”  We all started laughing and appreciated her recognizing what we already knew.  😉  I asked to take her picture.  This is Carlisa.  A very wise and smart gal in Fort Worth.


After The Cabbage Rose we went to lunch at a sandwich bakery shop that I won’t name.  One of the ladies at a yarn shop earlier had recommended this place.  Another lady at another yarn shop had mentioned (when we asked for confirmation directions) that she didn’t think it was that good.  But we decided to go anyway.  The food was ok.  The cookies were ok.  But I’ve never been in a place where so many of the employees were borderline hateful.  It smacks of bad management to me.  Just mho.  We decided after that to skip the last shop in order to get the van back to the rental place before we had to rush.  So we headed towards the train station and Marjie pulls into a vacant parking lot.  I wished I had video’d this.  Seven women pile out of the van pulling shopping bags and then suitcases, put the suitcases on the pavement and immediately start repacking and trying to stuff as much as they could hide in the suitcases.  To an observer that had to be so odd and curious!  But we knew what we were doing!!  Some of us were keeping carryon’s to a minimum and some of us were hiding yarn from husbands.  lol  We repacked the van, jumped in and got to the train station only to empty it all again.  This is the bad part of the train trip.  We were 1 1/2 hours from departure.  You can’t board a train before a conductor is on board and that doesn’t happen until 30 minutes before departure.  The terminal station doesn’t have adequate seating and what was there was packed.  It was also miserably warm inside.  It was much more pleasant outside BUT there was even less seating outside.  So we took turns occupying one bench until time for the train to depart.

Remember that 8:05 call I made that woke Anita and Emily?  Well, I had a plan and a joke to play on Karen.  Remember Karen’s affinity for swiping the hotel toilet paper?  Well I beat her to the punch and had everyone bring their extra TP that morning.  We hid it until we were safely on the train and then presented Karen her present:


Doesn’t she blush nicely?  lol

That’s the end of our two days in Fort Worth.  We had a great time and found out we travel together nicely.  Marjie gets cudos for her chauffeuring ability but not as many as she gets for her good sportsmanship!  Anyway, I’d highly recommend it.  But I’d spread it out an extra day if I did it again.  And to say good night I’ll leave you with some yarn eye candy:


Oh and one more thing,  there is NO PLACE LIKE HOME:


Fort Worth El Primer Dia

March 19, 2007


Yarn Heaven in Arlington was our first stop on Day One. It was the shop located farthest from the train station and we wanted to hit it first and work our way back closer to our hotel. I had seen alot of mixed reviews about this shop. But we decided we wanted to see for ourselves. Besides, I’d heard this shop had bunnies!! lol The shop was very nice. Tons of yarn to the point it was almost overwhelming. The owner was very nice and extremely helpful. I was on the hunt for Lorna’s Laces and she had many selections to choose from. The first four pictures above are of the shop. We tried to find out what size of needle that was Jan picked up but she didn’t tell us. lol Maybe a size 2010??? lol Can you imagine the amount of yarn you’d have to use? We found out the last of the shop bunnies has passed on and she did not get anymore after that. We were a little disappointed as we are all animal lovers. Picture number five is Terri. The shop had started carrying aromatherapy oils or something along that line and the fumes got to Terri. She had to go outside in order to breath. I sat down on the sofa to look at patterns with Karen and the real live hyacinth got to me. It’s sad that the scents of pleasurable things can be of such misery to so many. And picture number six is Karen and Terri loaded in the van ready to hit shop number two!


The second shop on our list was Simpatico in Bedford. This is a nice little shop that has been around a few years. The owner is a very nice and generous lady. When one person asked for a free pattern she’d make copies for everyone in our group! That was really cool.

Our initial plan to hit three shops the first day didn’t quite pan out. Several of our shoppers had yarn that she offered to wind so it was after 5 before we finished there. We’d have to make the other shops the next day. We zoomed off to find our hotel. As we were traveling down the highway I saw a hotel that might be ours on the other side of the highway. I also saw a tour bus of people unloading. Yikes!!!! As it turned out it was our hotel and it was a busload of baseball players from Marietta, Ohio. We were a bit apprehensive about a rowdy crowd but as it turned out the guys had played two games that day and were a little beat. The coach had a couple of the guys carry our bags upstairs for us. I was impressed!! lol I have to confess the team had quite a bit of eye candy for us older gals. lol Mmmm mmm. We were a little surprised to get to our rooms to find out we had king beds and not doubles. lol Oh well, Terri and I made the best of it. Now if you know Terri, you know she’s never met a stranger. So after she offered her too hot to eat pork rinds to the guys we went to dinner. We at at the Saltgrass Steakhouse and had a nice dinner. There were several nice pieces of leftover steak and bread. So Terri loaded it all up, asked for eating utensils and beat a path upstairs to offer it to some of the ball players. I don’t know that these guys from the North quite knew what to think of her southern hospitality. lol We all crashed shortly after. I don’t think any of use realized how tiring yarn shopping could be!! Stay tuned for Day Two.

Does Fort Worth Ever Cross Your Mind?

March 18, 2007

Yes it does!!  And from now on it will be in a very different way than ole’ George sang about it.   lol  This past Friday seven of us  took the Heartland Flyer to Fort Worth.  And since I was reminded MANY times that what happens in Fort Worth STAYS in Fort Worth, I do have enough material to give several blog entries without revealing too much.  lol

In picture number one you’ll meet my seatmate/roomie and unbeknownst to either of us, bedmate for the trip, Terri, our own resident spy.  In the second sorta dark picture is Anita with the bright light behind her.  Sorry Anita!!  Picture numero tres shows Karen and Emily and Terri peeking from behind.  Picture number four is Jan with her train friend Matt.  And Marjie is right behind Jan and Anita seated next to her.  (For reasons unknown or better yet untold Matt was last seen hightailing it to his “friends” without a backward glance.)  lol And in picture number five you can see the skyline of the great city of Forth Worth.  The next two pictures are of our group waiting outside the terminal while Marjie went to get the rental mini-van.



I’ll break this up into several days but I do want to say now that while on the train, in the yarn shops and even on the ride home again, we heard over and over that we were a fun group of gals and that they’d never think of knitters in the same ole way again.  lol  NEXT post:  The first two yarn shops.


March 6, 2007


As you can tell I went on a shopping spree this past weekend at Gourmet Yarn.  I was prepared to find some new Miss Priss by Schaefer but it had not come in.  Then Sandy showed me the green cashwool.  Now listen to this sales pitch.  Sandy said this is a discontinued green.  They aren’t making it any more  but they had two bags of it left so we got it.  I grabbed a skein of green and then saw the lavendar.  Mmmmmm I love lavendar and green together.  There were two skeins left so I grabbed one of the lavendar also.  I had to tease Sandy about her sale pitch.  Great way to sell yarn but it was the truth.  lol  So I’m sitting there minding my own business bonding with the Cashwool when I happen to look over at the sock  yarn and what do I see?  A great supply of Claudia Handpaint sock yarn!!  As you can tell I had two colorways that spoke to me.  Sigh.  I had done so well for several weeks and then in one weak moment….I bought a bag full of yarn.

I’m very proud to announce my sister attended her first knitting class this weekend.  She lives in Colorado Springs and is taking a beginner’s class at the Knitter’s Kove.  You’ll never guess what their beginner project is?  A vest!!  With seed stitch, button holes and a V neck.  Wow!!  I’d hate to see what their advanced projects are.  lol  My sister just learned how to do the purl stitch a few months ago.  So this sounded like a very adventurous class for her.  She called me several times over the weekend.  She is a perfectionist and she had frogged her left front side 9 times.  She called me last night and I could tell by the tone in her voice that she was ready to toss in the towel.  So we talked and I asked questions and explained.   I also shared with her that I’m on restart number 16 on the scarf I’m working on.  THAT made her feel much better.  lol  Anyway, this afternoon I received an email from her reporting that she successfully knitted the bottom band and is now working successfully on the stockinette portion of the vest.  I think she’s a happy camper.  That reminds me…..I bought her some Addi Natura circulars and put them in the mail this weekend.  I wonder if she got those yet?

My friend Gretchen

March 2, 2007

I have a friend named Gretchen.  We’ve been friends for over twenty years and while we now live far apart and don’t get to see each other very often, when we do it’s like we are picking up a conversation from 10 minutes ago.   Some of my very favorite stories to tell are Gretchen stories.  You see twenty years ago she was a mere babe-in-arms at the young age of twenty-something and I was a few wise years ahead of her at thirty-something.  Gretchen grew up with an innocent childhood (although she may argue that point somewhat) and went on to marry her high school sweetheart.  All of that to tell you by the time I met her she was still what I affectionately call “my green girl”.  And I took it as my personal responsibility to “raise” her.   Lol  So bear with me while I share some of my Gretchen stories with you.   

First let me tell you that Gretchen is very pretty.  She is a size 4 and doesn’t wear a lick of makeup.  That’s rare to see on most pretty women, no make up, but she doesn’t need it.  I’d been working at our agency for a month when she arrived on the scene.  She’s pretty vivacious and outgoing so bring her into an office of 15-16 men and you notice that they notice.  I was so busy learning my job and trying to get things done that I only caught glimpses of Gretchen and silently observed.  Well, my first impression was “she thinks she’s cute”.  And she is but that is beside the point.  Lol  So with that in mind, a few weeks after she gets to work she is buzzing around to each desk, grabbing our desk calendars and flipping to October to write “Gretchen’s b-day” on the appropriate date.  I was on the phone and seriously working when she came to my desk.  I was floored and unable to say anything as she laughingly grabbed my calendar and wrote her message.  At the time I thought she was pretty ballsy and it ticked me off.  I was too busy proving myself and the numbers I could churn out at that time to take time to get to know her.  So this is the only impression I can recall.  And by the way, if you want to “get” her good, to this day say:  she knows she’s cute and listen to her deny it.  Lol   Some how or another she managed to worm her way into my heart.  I don’t recall exactly when she accomplished that but she and I became fast friends.  We worked in a fast paced office and it was crazy at times so any chance we had to attend a training session or meeting we’d grab it.  One of those meetings happened to be a seminar for women.  It was held at one of the larger hotels in
Tulsa.  We had break-out sessions and could choose to attend the sessions we wanted.  The one we chose happened to let out about 5 minutes before the other sessions.  We were wandering down the long hall with all the different displays set up by the various vendors.  Now Gretchen and I both have a BIG sweet tooth.  We also both adore chocolate.  I favor dark chocolate and she favors milk chocolate but that is another story.  Just remember chocolate.  There was one display set up where the vendor had set out a bowl of candy.  Gretchen’s sweet tooth was screaming and as we walked by she turned to see what she could find in that bowl.  I wasn’t paying too much attention, one of us was rattling on about something and I was either talking or listening instead of watching what she was doing.  She took so long I finally turned and looked at what she was rummaging thru.  Well my little green girl was digging in this pretty good sized bowl tossing various packets out of the way along with wrapped hard candy trying to see if there was any chocolate hidden at the bottom.  When she turned back around I was standing there laughing so hard that all I could do was shake.  At this moment all the other sessions are ending and people are starting to stream thru the hall.  She grabs my arm and steers me away from the display and finally says:  Ok, now what is so funny?  I finally catch my breath and I did have to catch it before I could say a word and asked:  Do you realize what you were tossing out of the way on your dig for chocolate?  She sobers very quickly and says in a serious tone:  No, girl, what?  Now I’ve got tears leaking out of my eyes as I tell her:  those “packets” you were tossing out of the way were condoms!   She shoved me in the back pushing me thru the ladies room door and collapsed on the sofa just inside.  I swear the girl was beet red.  My little green girl had never seen a condom or if she had it was not packaged like those she was digging furiously thru a few minutes before. 

Gretchen’s husband is a great guy.  I can call the house and talk to him an hour before he ever tells Gretchen the call is for her.  And of course he knows even better than I some of the mischief or “situations” Gretchen can get herself into.  So one day I picked up the phone and called him.  We talked a little bit and then I said:  C., ask Gretchen about the candy bowl.  He starts to laugh and says: do I want to know about this?  I assured him it was a funny story and to wait but to ask and let her tell the story.   C. has great timing and he did not ask that day.  He waited a few weeks.  One night Gretchen was laying in bed reading and he was getting ready to get in bed when out of the blue he asks:  Gretch, tell me about the candy bowl.  Great timing!  Lol 

As I mentioned before, C. and Gretchen were high school sweeties.  They married not too long after graduation.  They have been married all these years and have a very good marriage.  I’ve met and known a great many couples throughout my years and I consider myself a pretty good judge when it comes to recognizing a healthy, loving relationship.  There was a time when I realized they were the only couple I knew who had a healthy marriage.  They still do in spite of Gretchen.  Lol  Several years ago and many since they graduated, C. was driving down the road when he sees a former classmate walking.  He pulled over and offered this guy a ride.  The guy hopped in and they start doing the catching up thing.  The guy asks C. if he married.  C. tells him yes and asks the guy do you remember Gretchen So-n-So.  The guy goes…oh yeah!! I remember her!!  Gretchen So-n-so, biggest thief in
Tulsa!   Well, C. goes on to find out the guy had her confused with someone else but that label has not been forgotten.  And talk about the person who is the furthest from that!!  Lol  

Gretchen’s job (at one time) was working with youth.  These were kids who were street smart and because of this Gretchen had to shed the “green” and wise up quick.  This was a few years after the candy bowl incident and I had managed to tell that story a hundred times at least by then.  She really wanted to get me back.   I happened to be working the front desk that day.  It was her first day back from some training.  She buzzed me on the phone and said she was going to come up put something in my pocket and to be cool about it.  So she trots up and here I am talking to people at the front desk when she slips something in my pocket.  I finish with the person and then slip my hand inside my pocket only to find a string of packaged condoms.  I had to smile.  Little Green Girl was wising up.  But in all fairness, those condoms in the candy bowl were not packaged in the traditional round shape we see most often.  Those were packaged so the “round” was an elongated oval like a large paperclip outline.  It took me two seconds to figure out what they were.  But I digress.  Anyway, she thought she was clever bringing those condoms to me while I was on front desk.  My desk was in the very back corner of the office (this was a good sized office) and we were out of view from the front reception area.  I took my break and walked back to our area.  There were about six of us in that corner of the building.  I walked thru the door and announced to the group:  Look what Gretchen brought me-and held up the string of various colored condoms.  Lol  I think she wanted to slide under her desk.  J 

Our friendship has not always been smooth.  There was a time Gretchen did something that made me furious with her.   Another story, another time but I couldn’t bring myself to even talk to her.  She knew it and was giving me some space.  She had a week off and was leaving town for a trip with C.  The first day she was gone I walked past her desk and noticed a card on the top but didn’t pay that much attention to it.  A few more days passed and I finally stopped to see what it was.  Her desk at the time was in a spot where everyone who went to get coffee or eat in the break room had to pass.  So I picked up the card to read it.  It was one of those cards you find in a magazine to get a free sample of a product.  I remember breaking into a huge grin and taking the card with me.  I went to my desk, filled it out with her name and address and I went to the Xerox to make a copy.  Then I put a stamp on it as I wanted her to have that free sample.  Then I put it in the mail slot.    I took the copy folded it in half so the card wasn’t visible and wrote on the outside:  “Please see me about this” and laid it on her desk.  The week passes and Gretchen came back to work.  She’s cool and doesn’t approach me about it for a few hours.  Eventually she came to my desk and knowing full well I was still mad and she was probably feeling some sting also….tossed it on my desk and asked:  what?  I can remember to this day how hard it was to look at her and even harder to keep a straight face when I asked:  Do you know what that is?  Gretchen:  Welllllll, it’s a lotion (as she rubbed her hands together) for your hands.  But she told me that with a big question in her voice.  I was busting into a grin by then and she knew something was up.   I told her no, it is NOT a hand lotion.  Now her eyes are wide and she is remembering she left that card on her desk before she left for her trip….everyone in the office had seen that card.  I took great delight by informing Gretchen that KY Lotion was NOT a hand lotion but a lotion for personal use.  That was the second time I saw her turn beet red.   Fast forward about 2 and a half months, Gretchen had a job where she worked in the field and didn’t have to be in the office at quitting time.  I had long suspected she would get home way earlier than five and teased her about it but she never fessed up.  So it’s about 4:30 and the phone rings.  It’s Gretchen and she is laughing so hard she can barely talk.  She does manage to get this out:  I can’t believe you did this!    I asked what?  I honestly didn’t know why she’d be laughing and accusing me of anything.  Then she told me, her sample had arrived.  I loved it.  Now she could find out exactly what it was used for.  J 

C. and Gretchen had some land they had long wanted to move to.  It happens to be in a neighboring state but right across the
Oklahoma border.  So in 1999 they moved out of state but Gretchen just transferred within our agency to another office.  She announced her intentions while I was off when my dad was sick so I didn’t hear about this.  Another co-worker mentioned something to me later and said we can do that at the same time we have Gretchen’s going away party.  What going away party?  That was how I found out she was leaving.  It really stung and I wanted to cry.  I couldn’t imagine working in that “hell hole” without her.  Again I digress.  I was back at work a few weeks before she actually left.  In our semi-private corner we’d often talk and laugh out loud without worry of the public seeing or hearing us.  So I announced one day that I needed to write a “need-to-know” list about Gretchen and that her new office would appreciate receiving the list.  Of course Gretchen was sitting right there as we all started naming the “stories” or topics of interest that should go on the list.  I seem to remember her making some threats if I did any such thing but as you probably know by now something like that would not stop me.  I never said anything but I did start that list.   The Monday she was to report to her new jobsite didn’t start out exactly well but it was a typical Gretchen day.  Her husband had returned to
Tulsa the evening before and she stayed in their country house as she started work the next day in the new town.  She went to leave and you can guess this, she had a flat tire.  As I mentioned earlier Gretchen is petite and might be 100 lbs sopping wet.  She called the office to notify them she’d be late.  I truly don’t recall if she changed the tire or found a nice neighbor but she arrived for her first day in the new office a few hours late.  She was sitting in the office manager’s office introducing herself when another employee walks in and tells the office manager that she needs to see this and hands a sheet of paper to the office manager.  Gretchen did not hesitate.  She jumped up and grabbed the piece of paper out of the office manager’s hand and said:  Oh no you don’t!!  and crumples the piece of paper.   Now these people didn’t know her.  The coworker I sent the list to didn’t really know me either but I think he had perfect timing.  He had a copy in his hand and they got to see Gretchen in action her first hour on the job. 
 C. had a job where he had to travel a lot.  Gretchen would often take off and go with him as shopping is her favorite sport and she’d shop while he was in meetings.  C. would attend his meetings and Gretchen would take a rental and sniff out the malls.  She’s gone off on her own in many huge cities.  She’s never gotten lost, that I’ve heard of, and feels comfy doing so.  Yesterday, Gretchen and I had plans to meet for dinner once she got out of her meeting here in OKC.  She called me after the meeting and I gave her directions from the I-40 and
Meridian area to meet me at Ted’s on S. Western.  It was only nine miles from her hotel and fairly easy directions.  I arrived first and before I got out of the car she called me on my cell.  She told me she had a call that distracted her and she was on NW 23rd.  She missed her turn but she could find her way.  Knowing she navigates larger cities I took her at her word.  Lol  Well, 20-30 minutes later my cell rings once again.  She asked me again what she was looking for.  I told her to look for a Sonic sign as it was higher and easier to see but the restaurant was just before the Sonic.  She is puzzled and mumbling and I asked her to tell me what she sees.  She started naming off a couple of apartment complexes.  The names sorta sounded familiar but I didn’t know where they were.  So then she told me she’s on Western and Wilshire.  The girl was all the way north and needed to be south!!  Lol  So I gave her some directions to head south, catch I-44 and 235 then 240 to Western.  She said she’d call me on down the road and we hang up.  Twenty minutes later the phone rings again and she is complaining there is no 240.  I assured her there was as she was approaching I-40 and that I-240 was south of that.  I told her to pay attention to Crossroads Mall (remember, the girl can sniff a mall) but that it’s to the left and she’ll be taking a right onto 240.  We hang up once again.  Ten minutes pass and the phone rings again.  She’s on 240 but can’t find Western.  She sees Eastern and silly me, I don’t think clearly and just tell her Eastern is first, you’ll come to Western next.  We hang up again.  Now I’ve been sitting in the vestibule of Ted’s for an hour.  If you’ve ever been there you know what the crowds are like.  I’ve seen the vestibule go from empty, to full to overflowing twice by this time.  Five minutes later she calls again and asked if she should be in
Del City.  Lol  I said no, you go west on 240.  We hang up again.  Five more minutes pass and she called again.  She’s on 240 all the way out by Tinker Air Force Base!!  Lol  She promises me she isn’t “challenged” but she hates finding her way around OKC.  I get her turned around and she called me once again as she is passing Crossroads Mall.   I talked her over I-35 and to the Western Exit.  We hang up.  It’s 7:05.  I had been sitting and waiting for an hour and a half at this point.  I realized my mistake-I never should have mentioned Crossroads Mall.  Lol    

As Gretchen walked into Ted’s last night we both started laughing.  I’m holding my cell in my hand waiting for her next call so when she collapses next to me I said…I’m trying to think of who to call so I can tell this story.  She tells me NO!!  And I started laughing and said the only people who would appreciate the story are people who know you.  That really stunted my fun.  So it occurred to me early this morning that I needed to introduce my friend Gretchen to those who read my blog.  THAT would be even more fun and satisfying.  So thanks for hanging in there and reading about my little green girl.  She really isn’t so green now but I think when I’m 70 and she’s 64 that I’ll still think of her as that.