Clue #1: I used the word "gal." The fact that I used that word means that I am becoming, incrementally, more like my mother, who uses the word all the time.
Which is not a bad thing, not at all. My mother is a wonderful person.
But y'all, she goes to bed at 6:30 pm. SIX THREE ZERO. It's just a matter of time before I'm eating dinner at 4:45 and in my nightgown by 6:15.
What am I going to do with an extra five hours of sleep? I think I might feel too rested. Is there such a thing? Mom, what bad things will happen if I suddenly start getting too much shut eye?
Clue #2: When I travel, I love to sit alone in my hotel room with a chocolate delicacy of some sort, noshing, knitting, and watching Netflix.
Even when I'm visiting a big city with a plethora of entertainment options, this is always what I pick to do.
And that is because I am a very wild and crazy gal. Almost Katy Perry-esque. Nearly Lady Gaga in my wildness and my craziness.
Clue #3: I'm doing a trunk show in my hometown of Duluth, MN this Saturday. When I'm done, I fully intend to get into some yoga pants, plant my behind on the sofa, finish season one of Mad Men (OK, so I'm behind the times), and eat a pint of Haagen Dazs.
While not knitting.
I just heard the collective gasp of the interwebs.
Watch TV and NOT simultaneously knit?
What will happen, interwebs?
Will the knitting police arrest Yarnista?
Will a meteor destroy the earth?
I honestly don't know, but I intend to find out.
See? Always pushing the envelope, I am. One of these days I'm going to show up at an event in a dress made entirely of... yarn.
What other wild and crazy mischief can I get myself into? I'm open to suggestions!