because not everyone here really cares- OR-
Where but in the knitting of an intermediate novice (see side bar)can you find such great hope in the next finished object?
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.
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6 comments:
And, that is one of the reasons why I love you. That, plus you are such a cool kid!
What a wonderful group of ladies to hang out with!
How great! Lovely rooms, lovely cupcakes. Awesome zombie hands. Younger Son decided he wants to be a zombie for Halloween. We spent last night shredding clothes. Well, he did the shredding, I mostly ran interference, rescuing his good school clothes from the scissors and redirecting him toward Dad's ancient t-shirts. (Dad doesn't know yet.)
*sigh* if only I had something to do with my young'uns for an evening, how I'd love to join the cool and popular knitting clique! I love the house...looks so cozy.
So many creepy but delicious looking baked goods.... I can't figure out how I feel about this!
I would be all over those eyeballs and the cupcakes would be in my purse...looks like a good time!
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