The Saga of a Girl Without a Wheel

Noelle has been joining me, her breath baited along with mine as we track the UPS progress of my Lendrum. It's in Albuquerque. Now. As I write this. But no apartment number was added to the address, so it is not in my possession. Nor will it be until Monday. I'm a patient woman, though, so I'm keeping calm about it. Really.

Crafty Friday was lots of fun. Liz worked on her Big, Bad Baby Blanket, Trevor started the Umbilical Cord hat (his first knitting in the round project). Cari worked on designing her fair isle hat (pink reindeer would ROCK!), and Noelle spun her gorgeous Neopolitan. Allen learned to knit, and maybe because he's a guitar player, or maybe because his gram taught him to crochet as a kid...but man, this guy had three beautiful rows of a washcloth done before he left. Great tension, even stitches. Dana worked on her cross stitch blanket.

Noelle's doll of a hubby stopped by at the end of the night with my favorite guest (sorry everyone else), Winter. Noelle gifted me with One Skein, which I thought didn't come out until April. It is beautiful, and there are a load of patterns that I'm excited to start.

Cari gave me a wheel warming gift, too, but I'll wait to post a picture of that goodness until it is on the wheel. Apparently the gang was all at our LYS yesterday shopping and visiting Scout.

I enjoy my Tuesday night SnB so much, and Crafty Fridays, while only a monthly event so far, are also a lifesaver. I love to write. I love to read. I love to read about writing. I love to write about reading. You know what I mean. But sometimes I feel like I'm too much in my head, and knitting and other creating gets me out of my head, makes me feel more connected to the world at large. I feel fortunate to have a great group women (and guys) with whom to share this connection.