Bad Girl, Bad Girl
Watcha gonna do? Buy more yarn!

Consolation yarn.
I'm cruising to my not so LYS today to pick up some Silky Wool so I can get started on this awesome pattern. I've got the air cranked, and I'm listening to Mystic River on audio tape to take my mind off the fact that this trip will take three hours (between the drive and the shopping) of quality knitting time out of my Sunday afternoon. I am so in the zone.
And traveling 83mph in a 70mph zone. So not the zone I wanted to be in. Somehow, I'm thinking the patrolman who pulled me over would not be sympathetic when, in answer to his question "Are we in a hurry today?" I said "Why yes, Officer. The sooner I make my purchases and get my ass back home, the sooner I can get back to my knitting!"
My friend Terrisa (not a knitter) said to me at lunch yesterday, "Can I be honest? Your knitting thing? Kinda over the top!"
She may be on to something.









