Back from L.A.
Fear not, gentle readers, I have no intention of running away to the land of giant flowering trees and perpetual sunshine. I am quite content here at home with my dried-out garden and my family, and wish to be nothing other than wife, mother, and knitting-obsessed freak.
I have no intention of becoming a professional craft-show guest.
I had the most totally rockin' time. The people were fantastic. The work was sometimes stressful, but it was also really fun.
For the most part, the shooting went smoothly. I did have one deer-in-the-headlights moment, at the end of the day (8:45 p.m. my time, just for the record.) My segment was last of the three, so I had to sit there and watch the other two rehearse and shoot their segments, while experiencing the rise and subsequent crash of a Starbucks buzz. Then, there were a couple of last minute changes in my script, which made me confused. I messed up twice, right off the bat. I felt horrible, and I nearly lost it. (i.e. started crying in front of several grown cameramen.)
Then I saw the panicked look in the stage managers eyes as he gave me a huge toothy smile and told me I was going to be GRRRRRRRRRREAT. We had to finish my segment, shoot the fourth segment of chit-chat with the host, and wrap in less that half an hour when the studio closed and we got locked out of the building. Keep-it-together, Keep-it-together, Keep-it-together. I prayed, HARD, and it worked. I've always known that God is with me everywhere, but I have to admit I was a little surprised to find Him hanging out with me in a television studio in downtown Burbank.
Meanwhile, I did get quite a bit of knitting done. I knit a lot on the set and used the "Just call me Julia Roberts" line on anyone unlucky enough to be nearby.
I finished the Coffee Bean sleeve and started the front.
Made a front and a back for the Miss Bea sweater.
And, continuing the pink theme, I started a lace wrap with new yarn.