Mr Poopers Day Out

I’ve been relatively quite the last few weeks, well, Internet wise at least as I think it’s quite impossible for me to be physically quiet (much to the dismay of the Mr).  Though I have been wandering the outskirts of my usual Internet haunts I haven’t had the energy to really jump in like I normally do, meaning I have been a poor commenter on the blogs that I love and haven’t taken a single none knitting related photo in weeks.

That is all about to change though. I’ve felt the subtle frustration welling up once again which means only that I really need to get out and create or capture.  Knitting doesn’t quell this part of my personality in the least.  Usually in the past the only way I could feel calm and normal again was to draw or paint (bet a bunch of you didn’t know I could do that. Well I can, I don’t paint well, but I can draw pretty damn awesomely. Yes, I said awesomely).

Thankfully, I have an 85mm Canon Lens zooming toward me in the back of a UPS truck.   The delivery date is Friday which means that I will be able to play all weekend.

A week from tomorrow I will be taking this lens (along with many others) my knitting and myself (because honesty, I don’t know if there are any other important things) to Minnesota for a long weekend.  I will be visiting my long frozen family in the far north and trying (in vain I’m sure) not to let them see how California has thinned my blood and wussified my Scandinavian heart. 

I have lived in California all together for 5 long years.  I still always clarify though that I’m from Minnesota because a huge part of me doesn’t want to assimilate to this state, this culture and this mindset.  If you are from here I doubt that you would ever understand, but like most people who move to this long state on the ocean I will never understand fully what drives the people here.  

As I pull my things together for the trip and start listing off the things I want to do I am hit with a sudden heart ache for my long lost home.  I don’t miss the winter, (but I do miss season change in general), I do miss the cities with their random one way streets and skyways.  So I will be dragging my dad all over the twin cities at a break neck pace visiting yarn shops and snapping pictures until I am too tired or too frozen to continue. So for now I leave you with a little funny and a little inspiration.