Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Bed and Breakfast?
No- dinner and knitting. That's my big green bag under the lamp in the last picture. That chair is where I spent much of knit night last night.
KnitnightRuth gets to LIVE in these rooms! This is her house!! I was enchanted. When I wasn't sitting on my arse knitting, I was in the (not pictured- duh) dining room eating homemade vegetable, tortelini and cheesy vegetable soups. Dear Panera, you suck. Ruth rocks. The End.
KnitnightTara made cuppycakes. The hands creeping out of the chocolate ones on top were an homage to my love/hate relationship to zombies. I think she also made them special for me because I'm not so much a coconut fan. That Tara- she's always doing something for somebody. Always.
KnitnightGina-daughter of Ruth and also known for always doing something nice for somebody- made eyeball bon bons. I was trying to think of some joke about wine and bloodshot eyes but I couldn't think of a way to say it without sounding like I was talking about her ACTUAL eyes so insert your own clever banter here.
You know I've heard tell of knitting groups that branch out and do things other than sit in the corner of coffee shops and knit. Apparently now I belong to one. And while this shouldn't really surprise me I couldn't help but feel like I was a kid being invited to the "most popular kid's house" for a party.Giddy was the word of the day. Sometimes I am so simple.