I went to Pittsburgh this weekend for my brother's finacee's wedding shower. It's in the same state, but a long drive nonetheless. I'm happy to report that I finished my slippers last night when I returned and will post a photo tomorrow. AND, I just had a quick coffee with Dani, whose visit to Bethlehem I ALMOST MISSED (::sob:: PS-Dani, move to Chicago!).
My brother's soon-to-be nieces wrote a book about his upcoming marriage to their aunt. He apparently said he had no embarrassing moments when he was a child, but when I read the first draft, I said, 'this isn't true, Mr. Nick has had LOTS of embarrassing moments.' I was then interrogated for a half hour by a sofa full of six little girls. Here's the result of some copious note-taking:
I tried to explain the importance of protecting the source (that's all the crossed-out writing on the bottom), but they exposed me in the next book. At least I got my own chapter.