Even though I'll see the baby -- Addison is his name -- for a bit next Wednesday, and am planning to spend the whole following weekend (3 days, even) down there, I don't know if I can wait! It occurred to me yesterday that I don't have to! I can ride down on Sunday for a sneak peek when Mom gets dropped off for her few days' stay!
I tried to talk with my sister for a while yesterday morning, but it was hard to understand her through the sobs and sniffles. Our connection wasn't good and it was hard to understand her with all the crying -- in fact, she initially asked for a call back in 10 minutes, but even after 10 she was STILL crying. All I could gather is that she had a bad experience with a nurse. Doesn't really matter what the circumstances are, in my opinion; I can't think of ANY circumstance where leaving the mother of a newborn so upset and distraught, barely 12 hours after delivery, is acceptable. No excuse. I'm pretty sure her perfect little baby boy was the best antidote!
Yesterday, I drove up to Door County with Mom and Katie -- something that's been on our list all summer! We drove up on the lake side -- Institute, Jacksonport and Bailey's Harbor (where, years ago, I bought a favorite sun dress). We continued up and over to Sister Bay where we didn't mind the wait for lunch at Al Johnson's Swedish Restaurant because it gave us time to browse in the "Butik." I ogled plenty of Dale of Norway (and other) sweaters! Mom & Katie had variations on Swedish Pancakes, we all had lingonberries, and I had a fish sandwich. We had a great table in the front corner with a great view of... the grass roof... and, eventually, three of the goats. One of the goats had a beard -- they were adorable.
Having charted our general course beforehand using the trusty (alway a work-in-progress) Google Map I made -- Knitting, Yarn & Fiber In Wisconsin -- we found the Country Walk Shops and, in particular, Easy Stitchin' Needle Art! The first thing I noticed was a For Sale sign in the window. We browsed -- there's a mix of cross stitch, needlepoint, a little quilting, and yarn -- and shopped. The sample of a small shawl caught both my eye and mom's -- turns out that Knit One Crochet Too's "Ribbon Triangles" Shoulder Wrap pattern is written for the smaller size that I like and a larger size that Mom would prefer... to have me knit. Usually, I'm pretty good at deflecting such notions, but this is intriguing, plus she bought the yarn -- it looks a LOT better in-the-yarn. Mom's will be brown and mine will be green. I'm not a big fan of ribbon, in general, but this is gorgeous -- the colors! I've already knit up nearly one of the four balls needed for the larger wrap.
So, after 16 years (!), Easy Stitchin' is stitchin' its last. I talked briefly with one of the owners who said that her 80-something-year-old partner is neither able nor interested in continuing, and she wasn't interested in taking on a new partner. There is an interested party supposedly working on financing, but she sounded doubtful, and unless a buyer comes through, they will be open through the season and then close their doors for good.
It has been a few years since I've been to Door County, but I have to say... there were a LOT of closed doors. I was amazed. Were we there on an off day, getting a little late in the season? Yes. But it's not the first time and I've never seen so few people, so many open parking spaces, so many closed shops, neglected orchards, and so many buildings (commercial and otherwise) for sale. Times they are a'changing, I suppose. It's still as beautiful as ever -- though so very dry this year! We're well behind average rainfall totals in the whole area, but at 3" less than normal, Door County is probably the worst right now and it shows.
We made little stops all the way down the bay side -- Ephraim, Fish Creek, and Egg Harbor -- for coffee, chocolate, and antiques to round out the day. Then I had to do laundry at home and get DH packed up to send him off this morning! This post is already too long -- in the making, as well as the reading -- so I'll save the tale of his adventure for another day.