Friday
Nov142008
A superfastrecapofStitchesEast2008.
Friday, November 14, 2008 at 8:08PM
Ifyoureadreallyfastyoumightbeabletokeepup.
Weleftandwedroveandweunpackedandwesoldstuffandwetalkedtopeopleand
werestockedandwesoldstuffandwesleptandweateandwesoldstuffand
wetalkedtopeopleandweknitandwecriedandwetalkedtopeopleandwe
fondledyarnandwerestockedandwesoldyarnandwepackedupandtoredown
andwaitedinlineandweleft.
Notice how sleep was only in there one time.
If that's all you needed to know, then no worries. Stop reading now. All is right in your world and you can carry on.
If your name is "Katie" or "Francesca," stop reading now. You already know what happened, and continuing on will force you to relive Stitches East.
If your name is "Mom," "Mama," "Mommy," or "Julie," you may want to continue reading. Because I know you, and you're the keep-reading type.
If you have dial up, now is a good time to get rid of dial up. I can wait while you call your cable company. There are too many pictures for dial up. You'll be dialing up all day. When you've gotten rid of dial up, then you can hit the more button and see all the pictures. I'll still be here.
OK, then. Here we are. I see that you've found me.
I will just continue making idle chit chat and delaying the inevitable sharing of cringe-worthy pictures that must follow an event like Stitches East.
If you have no idea what Stitches East is, it's a large gathering held every year. There are many classes on knitting and techniques, there are special events like fashion shows and dinners, and there's a large market where people can hawk their wares by yelling "YARN! WE HAVE YARN! HEY! WAIT! HEY! YARN? DON'T YOU WANT SOME?"
Basically, I stood on a box with a megaphone harrassing all the passers-by, making them feel guilty for not stopping in. "AWWWW... COME ON! MAN, I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WON'T EVEN STOP AND TAKE A LOOK AROUND! SHEESH, WHAT KIND OF MARKET IS THIS? COME ON! JUST A LITTLE PEEK?"
Perhaps I am mischaracterizing the event just a smidge. Almost everything I said was true, though. Everything up until "dinners" was the God's-honest truth.
Stitches is actually quite a civilized event. I was the aberration, naturally. There are at least four Stitches Events held annually -- one in the East, one in the South, one in the West, and one in the Midwest. People in the North don't knit at all, so of course there wouldn't be one there. That goes without saying.
How am I doing on the stalling? Pretty good?
Just checking.
Because I have all night, I can totally keep this up.
I can see this is going to take more than one post. There's just too many important, non-factual details to share.
Katie, my partner at Yarn Love, was scheduled to fly in Wednesday night, and I needed to pick her up at the airport.
Wait, stop the story. Would you like to know an interesting fact? The fact that I just linked the phrase Yarn Love will send Katie running to this blog. She has some kind of beeper/pager/flashing light/alarm system thingie that alerts her whenever I do something like this. It takes her, on average, 43 seconds from the time I hit the "Publish" button to the time she responds to a comment about Yarn Love. Let's time her, shall we?
How am I doing now on the stalling? Yeah?
If you all put up a post on your own blog that says something to the effect of, "I LOVE YARN LOVE," and then you link to the website. (www.shopyarnlove.com), she will be there. Quite quickly, in fact.
Are you aware that I actually own two businesses? How am I doing on the stalling?
One is connected to the site you're visiting now, Three Irish Girls. The other is Yarn Love. Katie and I own Yarn Love together, actually. We sell to other yarn shops, so you have to go through one of our retailers to get Yarn Love yarn.
I wonder if the fact that I just linked to Yarn Love eight times will get Katie here any faster. Will she respond eight separate times, do you think?
So, I picked Katie up at the airport. We spent the night in our hotel, and then got up at 4:45 the next morning to drive back to my studio outside of Washington, DC. We frantically tried to finish winding yarn, and my friend Francesca assisted us in flinging everything not nailed down into boxes, which my husband dutifully loaded on to the truck.
Oh shoot, you know what? I am just too tired to go any further tonight. I guess this will have to wait until tomorrow.
<Insert evil laugh here>
Weleftandwedroveandweunpackedandwesoldstuffandwetalkedtopeopleand
werestockedandwesoldstuffandwesleptandweateandwesoldstuffand
wetalkedtopeopleandweknitandwecriedandwetalkedtopeopleandwe
fondledyarnandwerestockedandwesoldyarnandwepackedupandtoredown
andwaitedinlineandweleft.
Notice how sleep was only in there one time.
If that's all you needed to know, then no worries. Stop reading now. All is right in your world and you can carry on.
If your name is "Katie" or "Francesca," stop reading now. You already know what happened, and continuing on will force you to relive Stitches East.
If your name is "Mom," "Mama," "Mommy," or "Julie," you may want to continue reading. Because I know you, and you're the keep-reading type.
If you have dial up, now is a good time to get rid of dial up. I can wait while you call your cable company. There are too many pictures for dial up. You'll be dialing up all day. When you've gotten rid of dial up, then you can hit the more button and see all the pictures. I'll still be here.
OK, then. Here we are. I see that you've found me.
I will just continue making idle chit chat and delaying the inevitable sharing of cringe-worthy pictures that must follow an event like Stitches East.
If you have no idea what Stitches East is, it's a large gathering held every year. There are many classes on knitting and techniques, there are special events like fashion shows and dinners, and there's a large market where people can hawk their wares by yelling "YARN! WE HAVE YARN! HEY! WAIT! HEY! YARN? DON'T YOU WANT SOME?"
Basically, I stood on a box with a megaphone harrassing all the passers-by, making them feel guilty for not stopping in. "AWWWW... COME ON! MAN, I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WON'T EVEN STOP AND TAKE A LOOK AROUND! SHEESH, WHAT KIND OF MARKET IS THIS? COME ON! JUST A LITTLE PEEK?"
Perhaps I am mischaracterizing the event just a smidge. Almost everything I said was true, though. Everything up until "dinners" was the God's-honest truth.
Stitches is actually quite a civilized event. I was the aberration, naturally. There are at least four Stitches Events held annually -- one in the East, one in the South, one in the West, and one in the Midwest. People in the North don't knit at all, so of course there wouldn't be one there. That goes without saying.
How am I doing on the stalling? Pretty good?
Just checking.
Because I have all night, I can totally keep this up.
I can see this is going to take more than one post. There's just too many important, non-factual details to share.
Katie, my partner at Yarn Love, was scheduled to fly in Wednesday night, and I needed to pick her up at the airport.
Wait, stop the story. Would you like to know an interesting fact? The fact that I just linked the phrase Yarn Love will send Katie running to this blog. She has some kind of beeper/pager/flashing light/alarm system thingie that alerts her whenever I do something like this. It takes her, on average, 43 seconds from the time I hit the "Publish" button to the time she responds to a comment about Yarn Love. Let's time her, shall we?
How am I doing now on the stalling? Yeah?
If you all put up a post on your own blog that says something to the effect of, "I LOVE YARN LOVE," and then you link to the website. (www.shopyarnlove.com), she will be there. Quite quickly, in fact.
Are you aware that I actually own two businesses? How am I doing on the stalling?
One is connected to the site you're visiting now, Three Irish Girls. The other is Yarn Love. Katie and I own Yarn Love together, actually. We sell to other yarn shops, so you have to go through one of our retailers to get Yarn Love yarn.
I wonder if the fact that I just linked to Yarn Love eight times will get Katie here any faster. Will she respond eight separate times, do you think?
So, I picked Katie up at the airport. We spent the night in our hotel, and then got up at 4:45 the next morning to drive back to my studio outside of Washington, DC. We frantically tried to finish winding yarn, and my friend Francesca assisted us in flinging everything not nailed down into boxes, which my husband dutifully loaded on to the truck.
Oh shoot, you know what? I am just too tired to go any further tonight. I guess this will have to wait until tomorrow.
<Insert evil laugh here>
in Chit Chat
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Reader Comments (4)
Okay, you mean you still had yarn left after I finished purchasing? Here I thought I cleaned you out first thing Friday morning. I knew I could come back and by more. What was I thinking? I could have done without dinner on Friday night for more of your yarn.
Thanks for being there. And with lots of yarn. And tape. And chocolate. And a credit card machine. And dye kits. And lots of yarn. And lots of tissue paper. And pens. And lots of yarn.
ummm wait NO PICTURES???? Did I miss them?? Did you hide them somewhere Sharon?? I think I need directions,I'm lost...
Your going to make me WAIT UNTIL TOMORROW!!??? Noooooooooo (lol)
Northerner's don't knit,ha ha very funny!
You tease! You yarn vixen! I'll bet your camera broke and you didn't even take any pictures.
::crosses arms, narrows eyes, waits for next post, sticks tongue out, waits a little, tongue starts getting dry, puts tongue back in, continues to wait::
Aw, come on Sharon!
Well I hope you get to sleep finally, I am so impressed at all that yarn. You could open your own B&M ;)