The good news is, I’m feeling better today – so much better that I’ve even had a shower and have already consumed some dry cereal. I might even try some dry white toast with a bit of honey later, it’s all very exciting. The bad news is that I’m better enough that I do actually have to do real work today, so I’m wondering how fast I’ll be able to get through that so I can return to lying around and actually get to enjoy it. It’s been nearly 3 full days since I last picked up my knitting needles, and that’s just too damn long.
But, before all of The Unpleasantness (I think I may have narrowed it down to some ceasar salad consumed on Saturday night, either that or some random bug), I did have a lovely visit from Kelly. She arrived on Friday and we did some knitting and lounging around, and on Saturday we continued that pace until about midday when we ventured out towards the yarn stores. In Ottawa she doesn’t have access to the same variety that we do here in the T-Dot, so she was raring to go. (I of course had to be pushed out the door kicking and screaming. You believe me, don’t you?)
Our first visit was to Lettuce Knit. We ogled and fondled and browsed. I made my purchase of bamboo needles and then actually sat and waited for the others and knitted a few rows of my Ribbi Cardi sleeve #2, fresh with new bamboo 4.5mms just sleeve-sized:
Sadly, it has not grown since then.)
Kelly escaped with a copy of a spinning magazine and a pair of Lorna’s Laces skeins. (She has since been contemplating whether to in fact knit them up for a gift as planned or to figure out a way to keep the resulting socks for herself.) My sister fondled many things lovingly but none so much as the Misti Alpaca laceweight. I should mention here that, the night before, my sister was found flipping through my back copies of Interweave Knits magazine and saying things like “ooh, shawls…” But she did not make any purchases. Yet.
We carried on to Romni Wools. I had tried to prepare Kelly for what she was about to walk into. I kept saying things like, “They have a lot of yarn. They have fibre. They have an upstairs and a downstairs. Your eyes might glaze over. Really.” But I don’t think anything can truly prepare you for Romni, particularly when you haven’t had the ability to rely on stores of that size as a matter of habit. We all went in and dispersed, and I went directly to the Noro section. I had anticipated buying a pair of Addis, but before departing had found that I already owned the size I was prepared to buy, so instead I decided to go for the Noro Silk Garden and see if I could find a couple more skeins of the same Silk Garden I received at Christmas, so that I could use put it towards a Poppy sweater. Well, after doing quite a bit of digging, I found what might possibly have been the last remaining skeins of Silk Garden #201, unless they had secret things hidden where I can’t see them.
By the time I emerged and caught up with the others, Kelly had made her way downstairs and had seen the fibre. She was practically giddy, and I’ll let her tell that part of the story, but suffice it to say she was thrilled to be able to touch the fibre she was interested in buying. I hear that’s a big deal for spinners. (I’m still holding out, but will happily watch others discover this and its joys). So, she made out with some purchases as well.
On our way back home, my sister decided she wanted a second look at Lettuce Knit. And so we returned. And there was more fondling of sock yarn, and more fondling of Misti Alpaca laceweight. And lo, my sister became the proud owner of two yummy purple skeins of her first laceweight, destined to be an Icarus Shawl one day. She even got to have it wound on site and couldn’t have been happier:
And that’s pretty much the exciting knitterly tale of the weekend. I wish there was more, but sadly no. I lie in wait for next weekend when I will be ready to pounce on so many projects it’ll be like knitting before it goes out of style. I hope everyone out there in blogland is having a good week!