I have the worst timing in the world. I just spent several days in Halifax, and the day after I got back, Stephanie Pearl-McPhee announced that she’d be in Halifax on August 7. (Hrm. I wonder what the venue is. So far it just says “Details to come” on the Harlot on Tour page.) If I had known that beforehand, I wouldn’t have spent basically all of my money in Halifax last weekend. I would’ve made sure to save some if I’d known I would be making another Halifax trip so soon. If I’m even able to get a day off work to go, that is. Because if I don’t, I will of course die. Not that I am ever melodramatic or anything.
I was in Halifax for a wedding. My boyfriend and I gave the bride and groom a gift certificate from Empire Theatres for a wedding gift, but I wanted them to have something tangible, too, so I also knit them a washcloth and bought some handmade soaps at the museum gift shop to go with it.
Nearly two weeks ago, I finally finished my Live Simply cross stitch, but I want to wait until I wash it and iron it before I take a photo of the finished object. Maybe next week. I started stitching a little Pirates of the Caribbean skull-and-crossed-swords design, but right now my knitting and stitching are on hold for a few days while I’m doing my Harry Potter readthrough. I’m still on Order of the Phoenix, which means I’ll never finish rereading the sixth book before I get my copy of the seventh on Saturday. Whoopsy.
I bought so much stuff in Halifax that I am somewhat embarrassed to take a picture of the new additions to the stash. Here’s a taste of it, though.