I've been off in wool Nirvana the past couple of weeks between Stitches East and VKLive in Chicago. My next project, now that the Lion Brand projects are finished (and oh, do you want to wear them, or WHAT? Ditto your trendoid kids!) involves Joelle's yarn from Wandering Wool. I fell in love with the blue and red together in her booth at Stitches. I had many, many Please don't Squeeze the Charmin moments, although she never said anything of the sort. I came back to look again. I then eturned with a notebook and drawings. I asked her questions, I came up with my design. Think seventies Scandinavian. I know, shock.
Speaking of shocked, I'm quite surprised at the aggro I'm getting for my lack of posts. Don't you guys ever take mental health days/years? You know you have a really hard week or two, then you fly off somewhere. You get home and suspect one cat is hyperthyroid, another cat has playground issues and fights with wild turkeys. Perhaps Kitkat hasn't heard about the Turkey shortage that Butterball may or may not be using to get us frantic moms sliding around the meat aisle in the Winn-Dixie and having a tug-of-war with other people grabbing Butteball Turkeys, five at a time. The trick to getting a Butterball being, of course, to ever so surreptitiously (this is a delicate procedure, do not be arrogant) wipe Vaseleine on one's hands and catch the other Turkey Moms unawares, feeling it here and there until it's just ever so slippery. BINGO, that Butterball slips right out of her hands into your nurturing bosom. Thanksgiving is saved. Petroleum jelly and lots of good butter additives all in one fell swoop! Or, you can just hire out Kitkat for a nominal fee and take what you get.