And do I have pictures to show you!
First up is a picture of Toffee, my mom's toy poodle. Eliza seems to think that my dog has what she refers to as Einstein hair. So I took this picture of Toffee to show her that Phoebe's hair is nothing compared to Toffee's. Look at that fro! It's as big as the rest of her head!
I did manage to make it down to Wichita to see the Yarn Harlot. I did it all on my own without anyone with me and no one ended up dead because of my lack of sleep. We can thank Starbucks for that. I was about 10 minutes late, so I missed the start of the talk. But that's okay. It was funny and entertaining and just so refreshing to be in an auditorium full of people who were all knitting and weren't being looked at funny for doing so. I managed to finish the hat to donate to the local charity while I was listening.
Here's Stephanie at the end of her talk, demonstrating Irish cottage knitting.
I took other pictures while she was talking, but they all came out blurry because of the low light in the auditorium.
Once the talk was over, we were told that we'd be lined up in the order of the number on our ticket. Since I was about the last person to come in, I was number 226. Went out to the car to retrieve my Monkey sock, then came back in and sat down. Maybe 20 minutes into sitting, these two shady characters came up and introduced themselves.
, a couple of Lime & Violet listeners. It was great how they came up and said, "You don't know us, but we know you from um....uh....umm...." Once the uhs started, I knew what they were talking about. "You mean the sweater puppies picture, right?" "Yeah, but I didn't want to say that." Good to know that I'm being recognized by my chest now. "No! I recognized you from your face!" It was a good laugh, but I'm not sure being recognized for my face from that picture was a compliment or not....it wasn't the greatest picture of me. So we got to chat for a while before they went up to get in line.
I kept knitting until there were only about 10 of us left, then got into line. All of a sudden I heard someone ask if there was anyone else who had knit for the Rebuilding Greensburg project. I waved at the lady and she came back. It turned out to be Laura
who was behind the whole Greensburg squares project. We chatted for a bit and then the line moved forward.
Introduced myself to the Harlot and she signed my books, then I gave her the bag from LnV. If you haven't seen her entry from Wichita, head over to her blog and you can see the squirrel in all its glory. Here's her reaction on first seeing it.
She just cracked up. When she finally recovered, she told me that in all the touring she's done, no one had ever given her a squirrel. Then she asked me if I was Lime or Violet. I told her neither, that I was filling in for one of the girls while they took a break they summer. Then it dawned on her, and she goes "You're that
Carin!?!" It was all I could do not to do a happy dance!!! The Yarn Harlot knows me!!!! I was able to contain myself, and just grin and say "Yup, that's me." She giggled over the squirrel, the ransom note he held, and oohed over the yarn that was in the bag too.
Then I left and went to check out Twist, a new yarn shop in Wichita. It was very nice, but I was getting really tired (awake 30+ hours at this point) so I bought some laceweight yarn and headed out. I managed to make it back to Salina before I started to poop out, so I got a hotel and spent the night. Took off Monday morning and made it back to Omaha by noon.
And that's the whole story!
Labels: knitting, socks, yarn