Sunday, October 09, 2005

I. Love. Spinning.

Love it. Pure satisfaction once I actually started to get the hang of it. Love. As in, I could see myself spending my life with you, Spinning. I would give up my grande skinny chai with that extra espresso shot for you. If I smoked, I'd give up smoking. I would do without good cheese for you. I'm lusty for you, too, Spinning. I want more, more, more. I want a wheel, and I haven't even learned what to do with one yet. I feel like a spinning sinner tonight. Let me tell you, it feels good. If my camera batteries had not just died, I would show you a picture of my YARN. MY yarn. ME. I made it. Don't worry, I'll be making more, and I'll be sure to let you see it.


Scoutj said...

Did you just get a drop spindle? See, I would want to go all OUT and buy a huge-ass spinning wheel and I have no room for that. So stop right now talking about it okay? Do not post pictures. I do not need another crafty hobby! ARGH! ;)

Erin said...

I'm glad you like it... it's addicting, huh? Post a picture of what you're spinning when you get a chance! :)

Beverly said...

I'm using a drop spindle, but next week I get my rented wheel. I've got no clue what a person wants in a spinning wheel, which is the only thing that has kept me from running past the edge of my budget and buying something on line. I suspect there are a lot of used wheels to be had out there...I hope so, anyhow!