It struck me when I booted up my computer how much non-knitting I do for the love of yarn. I find myself alternating obsessions over patterns for Rasha’s socks, Anita’s baby cardigan, and for blankets and squares. While all that designing is in my head, I am updating spreadsheets of stores and my yarn-related inventory. The piles of yarn are competing with the needles, patterns, and notions; and I am starting to get this “hankering” for different types of stitch markers, like the sushi ones Barbara found! Ruh-roh, Shaggy. I really need to start posting some of this extra yarn on eBay. With all this stuff going on, I must tell you guys about a neat event I decided to check out.
Yup, your eyes are not deceiving you, the Yarn Harlot is coming to the outlying Boston area of Cambridge. The home of MIT and Harvard will have the honor of hosting a stop for Stephanie’s “Knitting Rules” book tour in Porter Square Books. At first I was not going to go, but after reading what Debbie’s cousin Kim did, I figured I better! (Just teasing you, Debbie. But you DID give me the
inspiration kick in the pants to go).
Also, it looks like I will be doing some seriously heavy knitting and crocheting this weekend. My sister’s friend Margie might be at the Christening so I need to get her wedding blanket done. (Sigh) I just wish I had enough time to make everything I want to make! Its Margie’s design that keeps running about in my head. I have already charted it once, now I just need to knit it up. And no, I need to get it finished before I show you. Nice try though. 😉
Now for the Bunny Funny… First Livia turned out to be a boy, hence the name Julius (Rich will not allow Julian). I had the dickens scared out of me Easter Sunday night when I was obsessing over the DROPS patterns on GarnStudio’s website. Here I am trying to recover from overeating at Venus de Milo’s with the baseball game on, Rich is upstairs, and I hear a squeaking door from the kitchen. I froze in place imagining an ugly scene.
Recently when I came home from the office, the teen-age boys next door were smoking “cigarettes” while their parents were still at work. I had this vision of stoned goons trying to break into my house. So what did I do? I did the dumb “scary flick” move and GO CHECK IT OUT. I tiptoed through the dining room, flicked on the light switch, and there is Julius, sitting in the middle of the kitchen in front of the fridge. Darn little bugger can walk on tile! He is the first rabbit in the house to ever do that too. Julius now runs into the kitchen when he hears the fridge door open. He better not teach the others, and I am glad none of them have thumbs. Can you just see a pyramid of bunnies trying to open the fridge? =:8