Mission Yarn Harlot: Accomplished
Today was a good day. We went to Yellow Dog Knitting in Eau Claire, Wisconsin.
The sign said, "Welcome Yarn Harlot and Sock."
We ate some food.
That is a look of excitement, not fear.
We hung out where the Freemasons do. (It was all very secretive.)
This is where we performed our secret knitter ceremonies.
There was much camaraderie (and many cameras).
Socksy! From 12-o'-clock: Shelly, Stephania, someone I didn't know, Rox (who does have a blog, after all!), yours truly, Kelle, and Meleah.
Tiny babies wear tiny socks. (This is Knittybaby (and Knittymama).
Shelly's blanket was the star of the show. We were just its roadies.
And that was all before Ms. Pearl-McPhee made her appearance. She was funny, of course, and we all had a great time. I'd like to pretend that she knew who I was, but at least I got to touch her sock. It's not often that you get to touch a Canadian's socks.
Here's photographic evidence. (Please note that I am wearing the scarf that Matthew knit for me. It is my official fall scarf.)
According to the note in my book, "Obsession is normal." Ha! Take that!
Oh, and while all that was going on, I started and finished a sock.
That would be 1/2 of a pair of Thuja socks, pattern by my dear friend Bobby (who better post soon or I'll do something drastic like knit with Red Heart!).
I ran into lots and lots of people there! Like Jess, Christy, Melissa, Chris, Catherine, and Deb (who I'd never met 'til tonight), along with other people whose names are just too slippery for my neurons to grasp.
Yarn power!
Tipper @ 10:55 PM * link
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