Jetting
(sniffle) My best friend is gone, back to California again. I drove her to the airport myself this afternoon, successfully navigating myself into and out of Newark Liberty Airport (always fun). I didn’t think to pull out my camera for a picture as she walked away, but I can see her walking into the terminal with her big, red suitcase. Sigh. I miss her already.
Which is interesting in and of itself, really. We haven’t lived in the same state since around college, and I only see her one or two times a year, and yet whenever she’s home, we immediately click as if we’d seen each other only a few days before. And as soon as she’s left and is no longer within easy driving distance, I miss her as if she’d only just moved away. Is this silly? Maybe. I hope she has a safe trip home.
She went home with a bonus, though. She was showing me her new camera (Nikon Coolpix 4300, I think), and said that she needed to get a case for it. Ding Ding Ding! A bell went off in my head. My extra camera sock! You’ll remember, I had made one for my camera, but it was too large for my cute little Canon Elph, and so I whipped up a second one that was a much better fit. I hadn’t done anything with the first one, though, and it was still sitting in my closet, so . . . I ran upstairs to get it and gave it to Dawn. Now we have matching camera socks. (Although, she’s going to have to run the drawstring herself–even though she’s not a knitter, I am quite sure she can handle it.) Wasn’t that both thrifty and generous of me? And isn’t it great when you can combine the two? And kind of nice to think that we have matching camera socks, too.
I’ve had a nice day, though. I left work early so as to bring Dawn to the airport, but there was bonus time there for lunch, and so I picked her and her luggage up at her parents’ house and then came back here for both of us to get something to eat. (Grilled cheese-turkey-tomato sandwiches. Yum.) It took just over an hour for the round-trip drive to the airport, on a lovely day–blue sky, not too hot, Paul McCartney on the car stereo. I got home half an hour earlier than I would have from work. Extra time with Chappy!
I worked on my Union Square Market Pullover tonight for the first time in a week. (I’ve been concentrating on my Christmas Tree hat.) The body is about 9″ long, and I’ve got about 2″ more before starting the front flap shaping. Which means I’ve got two inches before I have to pull out my calculator and figure out what, exactly, I need to do about the row gauge, short row shaping problem I’m going to have when I get a little closer to the shoulders and need to make sure the front and back end up the same length, with the right number of stitches for the shoulders, and of course, the right size. Some tricky knitterly math, there!
But speaking of the USMP, the knit-along has its first completed sweater–well, all except for the buttons at the shoulder seam. Didn’t Saartje do a great job?
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Oh, that is so sweet of you to give your friend that sock! And I absolutely agree 100% with your sentiment about your friend’s leaving. That’s exactly how I feel about Anne, my best friend who moved to Missouri in April. I miss her terribly, and seeing her is like I just drove the old 10 minutes to her house and was hanging out like a normal day except with an added sleepover.
But leaving is the hardest part. The minute I leave, or she leaves, I want to rin back and not let her go into the airport, or not let her drive away from dropping me off. i know I’ll see her again, but it doesn’t make it any less sad to see her go, or to go myself. Such is the way with true, deep friendship. YOu’re not silly at all. You just really love spending time with your friend, as it should be.
Glad you got some good quality time with a friend. I hate seeing them leave too! Oh my goodness…when I clicked the link to the older pic of Chappy I about fainted…how incredibly adorable is that pic!