Crazy as a Loom

Monday, October 29, 2012

Trippin.


I wish I could tell you that my recovery is all wonderful, but I am sure you would know that was an exaggeration.
I do have lots of improvement, and a bunch of really good days.
Unfortunately, I have some really crappy days.  Headache, neck pain, just generally feeling like a truck ran over me.
Today was one.
I tried, after a few hours, to make a grocery store run.  It was not a great idea.  About half way through my very short list, I felt like I was going to pass out, or throw up, or both.
Terrific.
Lucky for me, I have a couch companion/nurse/worrier that knows how to make me feel, if not better, at least cared for.

There was a time when I would have been WILD about not being able to do my not so  normal schedule.
But this is the new me, and after a little anguish, I amuse myself, and "allow" myself to stay home.
Oh, my.
That does not mean that I am resting all day.  I do rest, but in between things that make me feel better about staying home in the first place.

So I pickled some red cabbage, an old recipe of my mother's.
If you're English, in her book at least, you eat pickled red cabbage, and pickled onions.
Period.
It was pretty easy to make, and since I had cut it all up yesterday and let it sit salted overnight, I was really pretty obligated to finish it.
Now to wait for 2 weeks, until it is "ready".


I had a marvelous weekend though.  I told you about knitting on the bridge over Black Creek on Sunday, but Saturday was a good day, too.
I took a road trip with another friend, "A", to Woodstock, Vt.

For years now, I have wanted to go to the Glad Rags Sale, held at the Masonic Temple twice a year, April and October.
I finally made it.

We had to be on the road early, but it was such a lovely, misty ride.


I am so fortunate to have a few really treasured friends.
That's all one needs, really.
Family.
Friends.
I didn't say "pets", cause they are FAMILY.

"A" and I got a chance to really chat it up.  Friends are those people you can totally be yourself with, and you know they love you, no matter what.
Does it get any better?


We got there at 8:15 a.m., and there were some people in line already.


Apparently, this is a very popular sale.  The clothes are all very nice.  No junk here.


Everyone was very congenial, so the wait didn't seem long at all.


We hadn't been there long, and the lines on both sides of the building started to get longer, very quickly.  Did you notice, everyone has their own bags. They don't provide bags.


 I have to say, that while I love a bargain, and I am a fan of used clothes in general, for some reason I am not fond of shopping in this kind of crowd.  After just a few minutes, I am looking to get out.
Not sure what's up with that, but I can't seem to ignore it.


I did get a few things, and then I waited outside the door for "A".
There she is now.
I guess after lunch, everything is half price.  
But I've had enough.

Off to the Farmer's Market.  Where somehow the crowd doesn't seem to bother me.


Good days, not so good days.  One gets you through the other.  That's my theory.

11 comments:

Daryl said...

a good friend of mine has mild panic attacks if a store is too crowded be it people or merchandise .. makes her want to run but i understand ...

if you'd seen the lines and craziness that went on here within the food and specialty food shops in the 'hood you'd have run out the door .. it was only because i had nothing but soup and pasta in the house that i braved the insanity ... wish i had thought to get desserts or fruit .. darn

Diane Cayton-Hakey said...

I stop into one of the local Goodwill stores here from time to time but it's rare that I find an item I like well enough to take home with me. Don't think I could shop in that long line of people.

Hilary said...

I'm one of those rare types who doesn't really enjoy shopping. Put a crowd there, and it's game over for me. That sure was a lovely misty drive though. And Roy.. sigh, Roy.. give him a smooch on the top of his head for me, please. Here's hoping for far more better days than not.

Country Girl said...

I totally understand about the crowds. I feel that way, too. So glad you got away and hoping that tomorrow will be a better one for you.

Shuttle, Hook and Needle said...

Hope you are not overdoing it. You need to take care of yourself.

I know about crowds. Can't breathe. I hate Christmas shopping and never ever go near a mall during that season.

Be safe and stay cozy with Roy during the storm!

claudia w said...

I have panic attacks in crowds. I have just been able to sit through a movie in a theater. I may or may not work on the shopping panics, it's just not worth it to me. I don't need anything anyway really.
Hope you are out of the line of fire of Sandy. (I'm not good at geography so I don't know how close or far you are from it)

Sondra Van Huss said...

Recipe please for your mother's pickled cabbage, okay? Glad to see you are improving.

MrsB said...

I was thinking about your headache - I get them when weather changes - barometric headaches the doc calls them - you might be more susceptible now than before.
Just a thought.

messymimi said...

That line is like the annual friends of the library book sale here. Three days of semi-organized mayhem.

The pickled cabbage looks like it will be so good!

Cupcake Murphy said...

I think that's the finest darn theory about life I've ever heard.

Cupcake Murphy said...

p.s. that sleeping photo of the hound is priceless.

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