Breaking up is hard to do.
I guess there's really no good way to tell someone she's no longer wanted, and I tried to do it as nicely as possible (which got me labeled as "passive-aggressive", something I won't necessarily deny since I am 75% Scandinavian and tend to avoid conflict at all costs - no offense to Scandinavians if this is just a trait of my large Scandinavian family, who always jokes about it being a trait of Scandinavians...). I sure wouldn't have taken it well if I'd been on the flip side of the whole thing, although I don't think it would've come to a head like it did if this person had not sent an e-mail to several people that started off with a nasty remark to another member of the group who happens to be one of my best friends. Coupled with a few other things she's said and done in the past few months (all small and forgiveable on their own but when viewed all together, not so much), this ended up being the straw that broke the camel's back.
I told her in pretty strong words how I felt (via e-mail, since I can't get past being a wuss about these kinds of things and tend to be completely inarticulate when trying to talk about stuff like this under duress), gave her an opening to initiate a conversation about what I'd said, and was basically told to screw off. Oh, well. I probably would've done the same thing in her shoes. At this point, I'll be happy if I never have to see or hear about her ever again! I don't hate her or wish her ill, but as she said in her final FOAD e-mail, we don't have to be friends. Some people just don't get along. It's still yucky to go through something like this. Oh, the humanity!
I cheered myself up by finishing my Grasshoppers:
And starting the first sleeve of my Lacy Cabled Scoop:
I have this crazy idea that I'm going to finish this in time to wear it at TNNA (I'm leaving for Columbus next Wednesday). I may be weaving in ends on Saturday night in my hotel so I can wear it on Sunday, but I think maybe it can be done! It's so rare that I actually have something knitted that I can wear since it usually gets sent off to someone else. I've got lots of socks, but those are harder to show off when walking the show floor...
I can also seek relaxation by hanging out with the girls:
Aren't they sweet? Or checking in on my ethereal little asparagus spears:
They are somewhere between DK and Worsted-weight right now but I was so worried that they would never come up, I don't care if they are the tiniest asparagus spears ever! We can't harvest them for a couple years anyway, so it doesn't really matter how big they are as long as they're alive... Think it might help if I did a little weeding? Sheesh!
We also are anxiously anticipating our strawberry harvest:
Along with lots of big, fat blueberries:
Yummy! Can't wait for ripeness to happen around here!