Oh, how I love Maui. The energy there, the sun, the water, the whales and sea turtles… Also the complete lack of snow.
We recently spent a week and a half in Maui. It was even better than I thought it might be – turns out that travelling with a five and seven year old is infinitely easier than travelling with a five month old and a two year old. The lack of diapers and regular nap time and the addition of some basic self-preservation and reasoning skills really makes a difference!
I don’t know how many times during the holiday someone asked where we were from. “Canada? There are sure a lot of Canadians here!” Yes, we have winter. Winter like winter really means it.
People from San Diego and San Francisco do indeed have winter, I’m sure. I’m also pretty sure that it’s an unpleasant cold, not a murderous cold. You know, the kind of cold that will kill you if you go out without “appropriate clothing*”. I really hope that I didn’t offend either of the lovely Californian women I was chatting with; I did manage not to burst into hysterical laughter and that will have to make up for whatever look was on my face as they were assuring me that it really does get cold at home.
I didn’t get as much knitting done on holiday as I have in the past – partially because the kids no longer need naptime, and partially because I mis-planned my holiday knitting. I’ve been working on a large worsted shawl and I want to finish it, so I brought that along to be my primary knitting project. I was hoping that I’d get it done, because it’s sort of mindless knitting. It’s a large project, but I figured that would be okay.
It turns out that I could deal with the large project in my lap, but I had a hard time with the yarn. You see, it’s a wool/silk/camel blend, and I’m using an undyed version. Turns out when the undyed yarn gets even a little damp, it smells like a dirty, wet camel**.
Wet camel stench is an effective de-motivator, who knew? I’m not concerned in the long run; I’ve wet-blocked this yarn when its dyed, and never noticed the camel stink, so I may need to wash the shawl a couple times but I’m sure it’ll all turn out well in the end. I’m not done the shawl, but I think it’s safe to assume that my couch is not prone to rogue waves so I’ll keep plugging along at it.
…and I’ll end with another gratuitous holiday photo.
*Parka, snow pants, hat, mittens, scarf; plus possibly long underwear and two or three pairs of socks.
**I’ve never smelled a wet camel but I have smelled dry camels and that was enough that I can infer that they would smell BAD when wet.