I'll miss you, even as I'm placing the order for my new one. A moment of silence.
Ahem. So yeah, the iPod died on me during the trip up to my dad's last week. I had to drive, at ten at night, with everyone else asleep, and no music. It wasn't fun. Then we had the additional two hours up to the lake on Friday, on windy hilly roads that prevent reading or knitting. I could've used it then. And of course on the trip back. Sigh.
But. Our trip was fantastic. We go up to Table Rock Lake outside of Branson, Missouri, every year with my dad's whole family. With my granddad, all my dad's siblings, their kids, and their kids, we had 43 people present. We spent hours in the pool, on the lake, playing games, at Silver Dollar City, and well, drinking. Good times, good times. (But naturally I have no photos of that stuff, just the dead iPod. Go figure.)
The bad news is I didn't knit a stitch. I couldn't get gauge on the surplice bodice camisole with my yarn and I couldn't muster up enthusiasm for my second sock. I did, however, read Twilight by Stephanie Meyer. It was actually pretty good--much better than I would've anticipated, honestly. I'm going out to by the second one in the series today.

