Fortune Cookie Friday….

Last Friday morning, Mom dragged me away from the mirror, and tucked me in her tote bag.  When I asked where we were going, she just said, “Field trip.”  I had no idea what that was, but I liked the sound of it!  I thought we might be taking a picnic basket to a nice field where we could hang out and maybe see some cows or goats or wheat or something.  Instead, she took me to a place called Gourmet Yarn Co.

It was okay, at first.  When we got inside the store, they had a really big basket of new yarn I decided to check out.  There were also some really shiny-sparkalie yarns sitting on the table there, but I was told not to touch.  That pretty much killed the fun I was planning.

There was a great big wall of something called Cascade 220.  I climbed up into the middle of it.  Getting up there was kind of cool, but once I did, I got bored with it pretty quick.  There’s really only so much fun you can milk out of a giant wall of wool.

Then I hung out for a little bit on a wall full of some stuff Mom called “J. Knits” and “Mountain Colors”.  It pretty much looked like sock yarn to me, but since I’m especially fond of sock yarn, I stayed there ’til my arm got tired.

Then, I decided to throw a few skeins of some stuff called “Boomerang.”  I was really looking forward to that, ’cause I thought it would work like a boomerang is supposed to.  It didn’t.  I got in trouble and had to go sit in a corner with some boring old Namaste bags and knitting needles.  At least there was a nice llama to pat on while I was in time out….

I really didn’t understand why we needed to even be there, since Mom has most of this stuff at home already.  I finally found a cubby to sit in to wait for her.  I waited…and waited…and waited.  (I would just like to mention that if this is what field trips are all about, I’d really rather stay home.)

Just when I thought we would never get out of there, she finally finished shopping.  And I was right.  She bought seven skeins of yarn that were exactly the same as three she already had at the house.  She said she needed them for a sweater.  She already has enough yarn to make seventeen sweaters for everyone in Canada.  And she still hasn’t knitted me any clothes!  I think I’m going to have to nag a little harder…

We finally got out of that yarn store and actually started doing some fun stuff!!!  She took me to a place called “The Car Wash.”  It was really something!!!  I got to see the whole thing from the dash of the Suburban.  The guys at the other end of the thing were really interested in me while they were drying off the car.  They kept saying stuff like, “Did you see her taking pictures of that monkey??”  I guess all the camera flashing inside the car got them a little concerned…

When Dad got home from work, he said I could go with him and Mom on their Friday night date!!  I didn’t know what this was either, but it sounded tasty…I like dates!  It really didn’t turn out to be at all what I expected, though….

First, we went to the camera store, so Dad could drop off some film.  There was a really neat wall full of colorful cameras called “Holgas”.  I jumped up in the middle of the wall to check them out.  The guy working there even gave me a Nikon lapel pin for my very own!  Now if Mom will just knit me something with a lapel, maybe I can wear it….

After the camera store, we went to dinner at Mom and Dad’s favorite restaurant, Grand House. Dad told Mom to keep an eye on me, and not let me out of her sight. (Apparently, this is their favorite restaurant. They go there every week, and would like to be invited back.) On the way into the restaurant, there was a threatening sign…. I climbed a tree to get a better look.

Then we went around to the front of the restaurant.  I decided I needed to have my picture taken in front of the way cool sign out front.  I’ve never seen rocks like this.  I wonder if this is what the desert looks like?  (It certainly looked more like a “field trip” than the yarn store did.)

Mom made me stay down in her bag for most of the meal.  They didn’t even give me any chopsticks or rice.  (I know Dad said I had to keep a low profile, but come on!!!) At least they did let me have a fortune cookie….and they got several more and told me I can have one every day, which is good.

After dinner, I wasn’t sure what we would do, because I still hadn’t seen any dates yet… I figured we would get those at the next place.  They took me to a place called The Red Cup. This is where they go to have coffee after dinner, apparently.

The Red Cup has some very cool art hanging on the walls, and lots of interesting stuff to look at. There was some really good live music, and Mom ordered me a cup of the house blend and got me an apricot bar to snack on.

I had lots of fun at The Red Cup.  I told Mom I really needed this cow salt and pepper set, but she didn’t agree.  I’ll have to just visit it, I guess.

Mom sat at the table knitting, Dad surfed the web, and I busied myself with the cow for as long as I could.  But even with all the coffee, I conked out on the table.  Guess I’d had more excitement than I’m used to.

My fortune cookie at dinner said:  “Avoid scattering your energies.”  Guess I should have read that first thing Friday morning.

I never did figure out why we never got any dates.  Or why going somewhere is called a “field trip”, when there’s no field involved.

I have a lot to learn, it seems.

Friday Vocabulary Words: Field trip, Cascade 220, J. Knits, Mountain Colors, yarn store (aka LYS),  Gourmet Yarn Co., Namaste bag, car wash, Holga, Nikon, restaurant, Grand House, coffee house, The Red Cup