Yesterday, I walked out to the sound of palm trees being shaved. I had to negotiate around a huge pile of brown fronds. Now the palm trees look like asparagus...or something dirty.
To my SnB friends--I found the yarn!!! It was on the stairs at my apartment. Phew! Thank you, Annika, for helping me look for it last night. Here's what it looks like.
Did you all guess what was in that picture? It's a drop spindle for spinning straw into gold, which I have named Edgar. Sachi brought him for me last night at Stitch N Bitch, then spent the rest of the night like a mother duck watching all her little duckling-spinners and helping us with our snags. We tease her about being a fiber pusher 'cause she got us all hooked. It's too much fun and I'm paying for it today. My wrist is sore. Here's Edgar and his trusty roving (aka big wad of wool waiting to be spun), which doesn't have a name because, well, it's roving.
Today is my nephew's 19th birthday. It seems like only yesterday he was a little baby with a face like Buddy Hackett (which doesn't sound cute, but trust me, it was ADORABLE). Remind me someday to tell you of his baptism. It's a classic. Happy Birthday, Niko! I love you.
3 comments:
Awwwwwww... Happy Birdday, Niko! (Great name, btw).
I am *so* glad you found your fiber. I thought about going by the OFM this morning, but (as per usual) I was late to work.
Yay, yay, yay for you!!!
Mother hen.... *snort*
Edgar... Brilliant! I'm totally happy that you found your other skein. That crap's expensive!!! I forgot to mention the "morning after" pain.... Remember... 15 minutes a day and, after about 2 weeks, you'll be able to spin as long as you want without hurting.
Happy b-day Buddy Hackett... er... Niko!
Oh! I soooooo want to see pics of that afghan or whatever that is under your fiber! That's gorgeous!!!
Er... mother duck... you said duck... I need coffee....
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