We Make Big Fire

Thank you all for your thoughts, advice and collective wisdom regarding my last post. I read each and every comment more than once, to be sure. Basically, I have yet to decide the direction of my infant design endeavor, but I can assure you all that your responses to my self-imposed dilemma have really pushed me to reevaluate my motivations and goals. I just have to get through this period so that I can think clearly on the situation as a whole.

On a lighter note, I actually ventured outside the confines of ChezLinoleum a couple of times in past week for non-cube farm related activities AND I even left my project bag at home while attending the first of two festivities, giving my aching hands a much needed rest. I also knew that I would be imbibing at the first fete and I try to refrain from CUI (Crocheting Under the Influence) or KUI because well, I almost always have a mess to clean up afterwards. You know what I mean?

Festivity Numero Uno: Sound of Music Sing Along!



Those of you who've been reading my ramblings for a while know that I try to hit this bi-yearly event at one of my all-time favorite Los Angeles venues each and every time it occurs. This year was no exception.

I sat amongst 19 of my closest family and friends as we shared copious amounts of food, drink and Julie-induced revelry at this sold-out event.

There is just nothing like wetting one's whistle with a bit of wine and then busting out one's best yodels for the 16,000 person chorus of "The Lonely Goatherd".

Really though, this is a great event. If you've never been to the Bowl, this is a wonderful way to initiate yourselves into our Hollywood Hills landmark. If you're a Bowl vet, this event is one you're sure to love.

Festivity Numero Dos: Fireworks on the Fourth!

For past decade of Fourths, my family has been celebrating this annual summer fete with my art school cronies.

Remember the couple that I joined in holy matrimony last year? Yep, they play hosts with the mosts who, oh by the way, happen to live in a municipality where it is legal play with pyrotechnics and play we do.

Oh don't you worry. We try to keep the kids away from the butane torches and we always have boatloads of adults patrolling the street while toting large receptacles of H2O just in case.

The wee folk love it though...

As do the teen folk...

The offspring needled my mother into purchasing for her the father of all fire....Mighty Max. Max made big fire. No disappointment there.

I was able to enjoy both the fireworks and preceding barbecue in spite of the fact that I was crocheting the entire evening. I even contributed to the light show in my own special way! Hey, just looking at the bright side (pun intended).

Hope you all had a spectacular holiday too!

Next week I'll be posting from Boston and Manchester. I am sooo looking forward to that!