Wednesday, September 20, 2006

what I did on my day off.


...and then I went to SnB. Good times! I can't believe I actually got to go two weeks in a row. I got my lovely prize from Carole, which I'm waiting for natural light to take a picture of, and I screwed up multiple times on my Central Park Hoodie but with a yarn needle from Ramona and some scrap yarn from Noelle, I made it work. I gave Noelle a ride home and got to come in and pet the kitty and the doggie, which is a treat since I'm petless, and check out her marvelously organized WIPs and projects-in-queue, which was pretty impressive. Girl's got the pattern and the yarn in a plastic bag, all packed together in a big plastic tote, like one of those "get organized!" articles in Real Simple that make you long to buy lots of big plastic totes and adorable little matchy-match stacking boxes, because then you'll really have your shit together. And I got some of her weeded-out stash to give to a friend who's a beginner knitter because the colors just screamed her name (like this: "SHAMSI!") (Now that she's read that I hope she ends up liking it.), and her gypsy-scarf pattern to go with it.
p.s. My Project Runway Season 2 Disc 2 came from Netflix today and I can't keep my eyes open long enough to watch an episode! At least that gives me something to look forward to after work tomorrow. All day I'll be saying, "How were your orders? Everything okay today?" but thinking "Where the hell is my chiffon?"

5 comments:

The Little (Knitting) Hedgehog said...

One of the beige partial skeins didn't get in the bag so I have one more for you the next time I see you!

Thanks for the ride home!

Jody said...

It was great to see you again last night!

I can't wait to see how the central park hoodie comes out.

-Jody

Anonymous said...

you know, if i could count how many times i stood at work and thought to myself, "where the hell is my gold lame'"...

Auntie Maim said...

I totally want to make "Where the hell is my chiffon" happen. Ooh, related note: once I was playing Taboo with my family and my boyfriend at the time, and he was supposed to be giving me clues but just stared at the card, so naturally I gently prompted, "What?!? GIVE ME A CLUE!" (I get really into Taboo) and he burst out with, "What the hell is a chiffon [rhymed with griffon]?" thinking it was some kind of mythical beast. Good times.

Cari said...

Dude. I fucking LOVE Taboo. I own it, in fact. You should come visit. We should play.