I’m actually kinda sleepy though I don’t know why. My boss decided that she’d work from home again. This would make it like the second or third Friday in a row. Which, actually, I don’t mind all that much except it means that I don’t stay on the ball and get work done. Now, don’t get me wrong, I got things accomplished, but probably not near what I’d have gotten done if she’d been there.

Example: I was on the knitty board today at exactly the right time to find out about a 50% off sale that KnitPicks was having on EVERY addi turbo needle in stock. I grabbed 8 different sizes and still didn’t have $40 so I emailed Kelly, Mo and Susan and asked if they wanted to jump in on an order. Susan did. But by the time I clicked through to the checkout counter on the site, 40 minutes later, 5 of my eight needle sizes were sold out! Yippee Sh*t! Now, I know knitters can be a little wild when it comes to sales, but where did the rush come from?? So, as an end result, Susan’s needle was available, and I’ve got two 12" US #1 circs, two 12" US #3 circs and a 24" US #3 all to be coming my way shortly. I love me some socks on 12" circulars…

I’m kind of feeling "eh…" about knitting this past week. I finished the cowl and I’m terribly pleased although she grows. A lot. I wonder if I should have gone down even one more size so that I didn’t feel like I was wearing a bag after one outing.  I’ve been working slowly on the tank top. I only knit about 2 inches of lace during the enitre trip and I didn’t even hit a yarn shop the whole time. GASP! Those who know me know that as soon as i confirmed that I was going to be in NJ, the first, and I do mean first, thing that I did was google yarn shops in Princeton. I saw the yarn shop in Princeton. I even walking down and gazed lovingly in the windows. But it was closed when I got there. When I got to NY, my dad’s girlfriend convinced my dad to allow that we stop at a yarn shop for me, (even though I’m 24 years old I’m not allowed to spend the day in NY by myself? Strange, but apparently true) I immediately called upon Mo who graciously and frantically googled yarn shops in NY for me as I had come unprepared. But even with notes and scrambled addresses scrawled across the back of my pattern, the closest I actually got when all was said and done was to wave at one that we happened upon by random chance as we drove by in a cab while trying to get back to the hotel to pick up our bags and dash to the airport. Oh well. It was not to be I suppose. I actually don’t really mind. Probably because my cousin Joanie dropped a little purl of wisdom in my lap. Apparently, her parents are quite good friends with Julie Carles’ (she of the Yarn Girls fame) husband and they very kindly told me to let them know the next time I was going to NY and they would call them for me so that when I dropped into her yarn shop, they might know to expect a knitter who has never walked into a yarn shop without a disastrous slip and fall near the register resulting in a swipe of the debit card as I go down.

I leave you with this picture

This is my "baby" and his name is Bug and he is 7 years and 2 months old. I adopted him on Sept 9, 2001 (I dug up his paperwork the other day. Hadn’t realized that I had gotten him so close to 9/11)

Have a great weekend folks!