When my lovely Sabrina found out that Kim was coming to visit and we were finally going to get to meet after cyber-knowing each other for several years, her concern was that Kim may, in fact, be a homicidal maniac, and I probably should have had Dad do a background check on the name before I invited her into our humble, children-packed home. I assured her that anyone who stitches samplers and quilts isn't dangerous.
When Kim's son found out she was planning a visit to Omaha, his concern was that his mother was walking into the Jaws of Death, and surely after I welcomed her into my home, served her freshly-brewed Starbucks coffee, and warmed her heart with charming stories of my husband and children, I'd excuse myself to don my Grim Reaper garments and bludgeon her to death with sampler models.
Fortunately for Kim, she brought along her friend Kimm, and thus her life was spared.
I had a TREMENDOUSLY fun time with both of the Kim(m)s! My head was pounding after they left from laughing so much, but it was worth it. What a great visit it was, and I felt like I'd known them both for years. When Mike came home and saw us sitting at the table (drinking freshly-brewed Starbucks coffee - tea for Kimm), he told me we looked like 3 peas in a pod, and he never would have guessed we'd just met. :)
If you've been reading Kim's blog for a while now, you may have noticed that she has a knack for acquiring really cool finds at the local thrift stores. Kimm is her regular partner-in-crime, and they decided to show me the ropes.
I'm not sure I passed.
Kim and Kimm did their best to make me feel better though.
After rifling through other people's discarded treasures (what were they THINKING, throwing this out??), the Kim(m)s came away with a few fun finds (hopefully to be posted on Kim's blog soon). I found this and loved it:
It will most likely be hung in my bathroom. "See?" Kim said. "You CAN do it!" (Okay, I admit that I entered each store with my arms crossed and an expression on my face that read "I have enough junk at my house and refuse to buy more, but you two have fun... btw, do they have an axe aisle?")
After making Kim and Kimm load the stuff in the trunk while I sat in the warm car out of the freezing wind and rain, we headed off to lunch at Shucks. I had raved about their fish tacos, but of course they had changed things around a bit on the menu, and decided to only serve them on Thursdays from now on. So we opted for fish and chips and po' boy sandwiches, and Kim ordered oysters. Blue points, I believe.
She offered to let Kimm and I try them, but we weren't tempted.
After lunch, we went to a gorgeous yarn shop, where Kim and Kimm discussed things like worsteds and circular needles, while I nodded and pretended I knew exactly what they were talking about. But oh, at the joy of fondling yarns. Miles and miles of yarns. I found myself contemplating plunking down $783 in hand-dyed woolies just for a dreamy pair of mittens. But then I snapped out of it, and remembered that I am not a knitter. Yet.
(Husband, beware. You, too, can have a dreamy pair of mittens. And perhaps an argyle cover for your bullet-proof vest to match.)
When we left the yarn shop, we headed out to one last thrift store, and then to Weathered and Worn, which is a charming little gift shop, full of seasonal decor.
While at the last thrift shop, I spied something that I thought I'd get my mother for her fall decorating. She does such a lovely job of it, and this would fit right in:
No, it is not a space-man cake with orange frosting, but rather a pumpkin made out of a dryer hose! Clever. Maybe I'll save it for her for Christmas instead, but I'll put a coat of red paint on it, transforming it into a pomegranate... in keeping with the holiday season, of course.
(Note to self: Mom's Christmas shopping is finished.)
(Note to Mom's self: Don't buy Paulette a Christmas gift this year.)
Anyway, it was a really fun day with the girls, and I'm very excited to do it again some time soon. Kim and Kimm, you two are such fun, lovely ladies, and I'm so happy to have you as friends. Thank you for coming to visit me!