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.
Thursday, March 03, 2005
Spindle, spindle, spindle
You know how if you say a word a million times it starts to sound weird? Spindle doesn't take long to get weird sounding. Spiiiiindle, spindle, spinnnnnnndle. I swear I'm not high, really.
I've had spindles on the brain lately. I wanted to get a new spindle at the SPA retreat. I want to become a better spindler and maybe I'll take a class if I find one. I think I'm fair at it but I'd love to become proficient. All I've been talking about seems to be spindles. Well, I'm not talking out loud or anything. Spindle, spindle, spindle has mostly been my internal monologue for weeks.
I made a new spindle, spindle, spinnnnnnnnnnnnnnndle....
And I took a craptacular photo too.
Click to see the spindle spindle large and in charge.
I'm really happy with this pottery spindle but I can see myself dropping it on our cement patio and killing it. I want a good wooden one. I've been asking around a bit. Yes, the asking has been external, it's the only time the internal dialogue has been external. Spindle spindle spindle.
I got a lot of info on what people like for spindles and now the decision is to get one now or wait until MDSW. Can I wait until May?
not to mention I will finally have a spindle/spinning teacher in my house. woot!
Another spindle maniac....hurray! I have a whole herd of the things. Not that I spin on them much. Just like looking at 'em.
Silly, silly, child. Spindles are little. They are inexpensive. They are the potato chip of spinning... You can always have MORE.
Yes, I collect them like people collect stamps.