A. Make him a nice dinner?
B. Run him a hot bubble bath?
C. Pour him a refreshing beverage of his choosing?
or
D. Tell him that he has to turn around and drive you to New Hampshire, so that you can attend your friend's daughter's 2nd birthday party and no, you won't be sharing the driving because you'll be too busy knitting a baby blanket?
Arh, yes dear readers, I am that selfish! But I did let him sleep for a couple of hours before setting off, so I'm not all bad!
Actually, I did offer to share the driving.....
I love going to visit my country cousins, especially Chris and Valda - they're as close to family over here as I've got. I've known Valds for eons- ever since she answered my ad for a room to rent, (written in coloured pencils and concluding with "I'm a nice person really" and a smiley face - well, it worked!), we were housemates in Liverpool, then she went to Boston for a year, (13 years ago!), the same time that I came to NYC as an intern. She met Chris and they became instantly inseperable. Both Chris and Valda and Chris' parents, as well as a few of their friends have helped me out with a roof over my head for a time when I was desperately looking for an honest living over here - so I am eternally grateful for their endless friendship, support, kindness, hospitality and damn good senses of humour!!
They also throw the best parties!
Even though it rained cats and elephants all day last Saturday, they still managed to have around 60 of their closest friends and family in attendence.
While Chris and the Cheesecake Bunny, (my taller half's new nickname), went off for beer and raw animal flesh, Valda asked Annabel if she'd like to show Aunty Heather what a fabulous finger-paint artist she has become - the following photos tell their own story:






Luckily it's washable - see how prettily the birthday girl scubbed up?

She can certainly put it away though - I don't think she stopped eating all day! Although, I'm not surprised as the spread was vast and very delicious. My offering? A plate of highly E-number filled "Froot Loop Treats" my own secret recipe

The kids loved em!
We had to use up some energy after all the sugar intake, so we played some traditional party games including musical bumps, musical statues, pass the parcel and pin the tail on the donkey. Luckily, as the weather was atrocious, we had the space in the playroom to do this and toys were strewn all over the floor. At one point I noticed this sad little face of a knitted bunny that was left all alone in one of the bins - i couldn't resist taking his photo

While the womenfolk entertained the little 'uns, the men were out in the quagmire of the garden doing what they do best, drinking beer, cooking meat and no doubt taking about sports - there is no photographic eveidence of this, as I kept well out of harms way, and the Cheesecake Bunny didn't want his mush on here anyway - he was too busy tending the grill. When I asked him if he enjoyed the trip during our drive back, he answered, "I cooked about 100 burgers".

Knitting content for this story will be reveiled in Part II, or whenever I get 'round to it!
And yes, there are probably about 50 spelling mistakes in this entry - no doubt I'll be hearing from Soft Jack with corrections....
































