JessaLu Knits (and Spins!)

When I was a child my maternal Grandparents spent summers in a cottage on the farm owned by my paternal Grandparents - which led to some idyllic summers spent on my bicycle riding from house to house collecting cookies ;o) It also led to my maternal Grandmother creating a spring ritual with me of planting Morning Glories in a bucket outside the front door of their cottage. It was one of her favorite flowers:

Her favorite were the blue ones so I make sure to plant some of those every year (I like the pink, myself) ;o)

On to vacation stuff :o) We did have a good one - most of my crankiness in my first post-vacation post was due to the lovely cold I developed on day 4 which lingered to day…well… it’s still lingering but I’m feeling much better than I did on day 5 or 6 ;o)

We didn’t do a lot of the usual vacation stuff that you do when you go to Maine - since we had just acquired a camper we decided that shopping wasn’t a good choice so we passed on Kittery, we had two dogs with us so we decided that making them sit in the sun for hours while we all baked on the beach probably wasn’t a good choice either and we have seen just about every lighthouse there is to see on the lower East coast of the state.

So we sat at the campsite all day and went out for dinner at lobster shacks so RR could watch me eat shellfish every night while he had a cheeseburger ;o) (he hates seafood but loves me enough to make sure I get lots when we go to the seaside - he gets lots of man points for that *g*)

When I say ‘lobster shacks’ I’m kind of joking since we did go to a couple of ‘real’ restaurants - one of which used to be a lobster shack but has since moved up in the world and has become a mecca of tourism (Cape Neddick…something…there were lots of tourists but it was the 2nd best lobster I had while there - and the biggest).  For those of you who are interested in the food (who wouldn’t be, right?) the best tasting lobster was had at the Blue Moon Diner (that link is for a review from 2002 and guess what?  Service is still slow…) on Route 1, the worst at Cascades (oh it was awful - the lobster was undercooked and the chowder was even worse, totally canned).  The absolute best hands down chowder I have had while in the state of Maine was had at The Good Table in Cape Elizabeth - so good, in fact, that I was upset that I only ordered a cup and had to eat my gyro (which was also excellent…just not the chowder) instead of ordering another bowl so I didn’t look like a complete pig…and now I’m wondering if they do mail order…

We did see a couple of lighthouses and believe it or not I managed to find some yarn ;o)  Unfortunately the only day we had available to go North was a day that the Spunky shop was closed so I didn’t get wool…just yarn.

Now you guys probably want to see some photos, right?  ;o)

There are more on Flickr…yarn photos and monster squash coming soon! ;o)

Reality smacked me on the forehead at about 11:28pm this evening when RR came downstairs to inform me that the TV was not working.  This, coming from the resident A/V geek, was not good.  It meant one of two things:  We need a new bedroom TV or the resident bookkeeper didn’t pay the bills on time because she was on vacation.

Thanks be to the goddess that DirecTV has automation so you can pay your overdue bill at 11:29pm and have your TV working again by 11:31pm.  Mr. CrankyPants has since gone back to bed…happy again (that it wasn’t his fault it broke).  ;o)

I promise a real post tomorrow (I started to write one but apparently I’m just tired enough to make no sense whatsoever…) in the meantime here is a cute doggie picture - guess who was VERY happy to go for a five-day R-I-D-E in the C-A-R:

This was the view over my shoulder whenever we were in the C-A-R - she got lots of minty treats for the doggie breath!  ;o)  Jazz could care - she slept in her crate most of the time…which worked out well for everyone involved since Beanie still growls at her whenever they make eye contact…*sigh*