Its all true, the boogie girl is real, and you've found her. She knits, sews, spins, does pottery and writes it all down in this blog.
Monday, December 29, 2003
Don't eat this post, dammit
So this is my second time writing this - I hope blogger doesn't eat it again.
I started my day with a nice happy lil' shopping trip. I needed some coordinating fabrics to go with some lush and pretty new material for all the knitting accesories that I sell. Click on the pics on the right to see the prettiness that I was able to finish and post.
After I got the essential stuff out of the way I wanted to go to Quilt Essentials (they sell yarn too) I needed yarn for Lisa's baby gift since I got outbid on ebay. I didn't really need 12 skeins anyway. *gasp* I know, I just admitted that I don't need to add to my stash. Now I just need to actually believe that. I ended up getting some soft pretty green yarn, enough to make Cutie Patootie from Berroco. And just as I thought I was done. My mom threw some sock yarn on the table. She just can't resist a wall of sock yarn and they just got in some Fixation, but that stuff is wrapped in plastic and doesn't look as appealing as this stuff does.
So she asked me to quit working on the gloves and make her a pair of socks. This stuff is sooooooo nice. I don't care if the item is for me or not, I just want to knit with nice yarn. Yes, I know this means I have the sickness. The knitting sickness. I don't think there is a cure, but every now and then I hear it may go into remission. Maybe I'll convince her to get some Stampata I've been looking at so I can make Miss M a sweater. She is definitely a sweater girl.
Tomorrow is the big day. At 7 in the morning I hit the next decade of my life. yup 30. Nothing special planned. Normally I pretty much ignore my birthday and I have no reason to believe this year will be any different. I need to work but I have been wanting new hair. I wanted one last picture of the magestic mohawk before I let it go. So maybe I will spend the day playing with my hair and sewing, it will keep me busy and away from cake at least.