Released from the gimp cage!

Last Wednesday, I got up to drive to Omaha in order to sit in on the Lime ‘n Violet podcast. Miss Violet asked me if I’d like to join them late last year and I’ve been trying to find the time to do it ever since. I finally put in for some vacation time starting Wednesday and hit the road.

I got off to a rocky start. My engine alert light immediately came on and I pulled into a service station, where I got my transmission fluid replaced. I also discovered at that moment that my bank had canceled my credit card. Apparently there was a security issue and a new round of cards were issued for everyone. I hadn’t gotten my new card at this point, so I was a little distraught about the trip. But, never being one to let a little thing like sanity get in my way, I pushed on.

The next afternoon I was approaching Omaha and I called up Miss Violet to let her know I was on the way. She said something about finding pants and got off the phone. I was listening to the most recent episode of the podcast on my iPod and suddenly got to the point where she mentioned that I was coming up. I got nervous. With ten miles to Omaha I nearly turned the car around. But I did not.

Instead, I got completely lost in downtown and had to call Violet back. She brought up Google Maps and carefully guided me out of The Hood and to her front door. I pulled up to Lime ‘n Violet Intergalactic Headquarters and let myself in through the gate. As I turned around to close it behind me, Emma, a beagle mix, approached me and verified that I was ok. By which I mean she put her head up my kilt and stuck her nose in my butt. Seriously. Then she turned to the other dogs and wagged her tail in such a way as to say “Yeah, he’s cool.” The other dogs barked and jumped on me and were generally playful and attentive. No other heads went up my kilt.

I settled in to the guest bedroom (affectionately dubbed “the gimp cage”) and hung out, chatting with Miss Violet and her husband until the knitting group showed up. They were a wonderful, friendly group of ladies. There was cake and wine (cake because it was Deawn’s birthday) and then there was root beer meade. Things get a little fuzzy after that . . .

Actually, the rest of the week and weekend is all jumbled together. I met the elusive Miss Lime, who is adorable and smart and geeky, all huge pluses in my book. I got to cook dinner twice, once for Violet, Mr. Violet, Lime, and Carin, and once just for Violet and Mr. Violet. I showed Mr. Violet how to make risotto while I worked on some sautee’d chicken breasts. (My hand was not scorched in vain! I used the recipe!) Mr. Violet’s risotto came out excellent.

I did not take a lot of pictures during the weekend, mostly because all media must be cleared with Lime ‘n Violet Productions LTD, and I didn’t want to deal with all the red tape. I did sneak a shot of one of Miss Violet’s lovely puppies though. This is Emma.

Emma

Emma is a singularity, a fact of the house. She exists in every room simultaneously. I would be sitting in the knitting room, working on my socks, with Emma asleep at my feet. Then I would get up to walk into the office, and Emma was there in the middle of the floor snoozing. Then I’d walk back to the guest bedroom and there she was in the middle of the bed.

Maintaining this kind of spacial hyper-presence is obviously extremely taxing, which is why she mostly sleeps and eats.

Thursday night we recorded the podcast with Miss Violet and both Miss Lime and Caryn – I think that was a first. I was in there too. The podcast got posted as I was driving home so I got to listen to the edited version when I arrived early this morning. My friend Amanda listened to it and told me that I sounded “like neither an asshole nor a moron”, which I took as a good sign. That’s really all I was hoping for.

And so vacation is behind me and I need to return to the tasks of normal grown-up life. It was a wonderful few days and I cannot thank all my new midwest friends enough for the escape.

7 Responses to “Released from the gimp cage!”

  1. Jadielady Says:

    I was very excited to hear you were heading out and I’m glad to see you had a good time (and that they allowed you to leave after all)

  2. janna Says:

    I haven’t listened to the latest one yet, but I listened to the one where they announced your visit over the weekend. I don’t blame you for being frightened! 😉

  3. Monica Says:

    I posted a few pics on Facebook from Thursday night. By the way, thanks for not laughing when I oh-so-gracefully fell down the stairs. Yeah… that was some good root beer meade.

  4. Shells Says:

    Emma does exist in every room, I cannot believe I failed to see that until now. Very good observation! I am glad you enjoyed your visit!

  5. Kath Says:

    I’ve actually never listened to their podcast before. You definitely sound like the most stable and sober person in the room! (And I mean that as a compliment.)

    As for the doggie greeting – my friend’s Giant Schnauzer has a true obsession for that practice, she is relentless and has the height to accomplish the deed. :0

  6. minnie Says:

    we enjoyed having you here, dear, and you’re welcome back any time!

  7. Deawn Says:

    Mother and I ate the remaining birthday cake featuring the sagging breasts. Hope you can attend my birthday party next year, as well. I gotta go now. Bye!