Well I’m back from my whirlwind weekend in San Francisco.

Tamara and Bruce’s wedding was lovely and fun, and I had a really good time. Don’t let the title fool ya. Now if I can get my hearing back and stop thinking for just a minute, that’d be great.

I spent 4.5 hours at SFO today before I could actually get on an airplane. At least I knitted the better part of Max Mello’s viking hat (the good). I’m sort of very tired, cranky and sad (the bad). The disappointing is better left unsaid, by me at least.