It's not the first time I've been accused of being a tease, but I'm afraid the BIG NEWS needs to wait until I have permission to post about it. I'm jumping up and down in anticipation of being able to tell you, believe me. Another clue: It's bigger than a bread box. (Junieanne, that's for you!)
The Weekend In Review
Friday morning I attended Stitches West, walking the floor and fondling all kinds of luscious fiber. I didn't buy anything. I was glad to see some things in person that I'd only heard about, like Brooks Farm and quivut. By the end of the morning my feet were tired and I was actually yarned out for the day.
Jewel came over later that night, disappointed at having missed Stitches due to a work commitment, but happy to have some peace and quiet. We knit for a while, she sewing in ends on her gorgeous Oregon vest and then on Must Have, I on Fitz. Then we started pulling out bits of my stash and playing with it. Here, Jewel, the yarn sniffer extraordinaire, has a hank of Cherry Tree Hill wrapped around her noggin. We also pulled out Koigu Kersti, Araucania Nature Wool, Manos, Mountain Colors Bearfoot and my Lorna's Laces Sampler in Gold Hill.
Saturday it was back to Stitches to lunch with Lolly, Shannon, Joy and Laura. Then it was another spin around the market where Lolly promised me a drop spindle and I picked up a tiny bit of roving to experiment with. I also met up with JStrizzy and Violet. I know I must've passed dozens of knit bloggers, but failed to recognize them. Meanwhile, Lolly, Shannon, Joy and I cruised the aisles. When Joy had to go back to class, L&S followed me to the Tess's Yarns booth and we found Lolly colored yarn. Actually, I think the Tess's yarns were my favorite new discovery of the show. Loverly, loverly stuff.
Sunday I finished the knitting on Fitz, grafted the shoulder seams, knit the collar and began the seaming process. Seaming always takes longer than I think it will. I've still got one whole side to seam and part of the left sleeve left to go. The Silk Garden is a pain, being a single ply. I have to work slowly and gingerly or the yarn will break. I expect to finish it tonight.
The tree outside our deck is blooming all pink and white, but other than that, Valentine's Day was pretty uneventful. Kevin and I aren't big on Hallmark Holidays, but I did slip a card into his top bureau drawer on Sunday night and gave him another when he came home from work. I kept waiting for him to give me one, but by the end of the night there was nothing. I went to bed while he was still working on the computer and felt a little disappointed. Finally, when he turned back the covers and crawled in beside me I asked, "Is the whole Valentine's Day thing just really not a big deal to you? Or did you forget or something?" It wasn't an accusation, it was curiosity. He laughed a little. "You didn't find them," he replied. "There's something in your knitting bag and something else in your car somewhere. I kind of prefer the surprise thing." "Oh," was all I could say and snuggled closer. I lay there in his arms for a couple minutes. "Can I go get my knitting bag?" I finally asked. He turned the light back on and I ran to the living room to where I'd left my bag before we went to rehearsal. There was a little yellow envelope tucked inside the journal I used to keep track of my knitting. I came back to the bedroom with a grin spread ear to ear. "You're so funny," he laughed when I returned. "You're like a little kid. You even stomped off to the living room like a six year old." This morning I found the second card tucked into my sun visor. He sure is something...