Hey, Lexi here
Why is it that, when packing for anything, I spend more time picking out yarn than clothes? I’m leaving for college in five days. It took me a couple of hours to decide what to bring for clothes, yet I still don’t know what yarn to bring. I know I can always buy more yarn or have mom send me yarn from my stash, but I would rather not. I guess it doesn’t help that I have seven projects in progress (I had more but I went on a massive finishing spree). I’m currently working on:
One baby vest in Baby Cashmerino
Nicky Epstein’s felted cape from Wrap Style.
Full-Hexagon Spider Web Shall from Victorian Lace Today
Cascading Petal Scarf from Runway knits.
The Great American Aran Afghan
A cape for M made out of Cashmerino Bulky
The Lace and Cable wrap from Alter Knits
No to mention the bags of yarn to start numerous other projects. I seem to acquire new yarn every time I buy clothes.
I think our house is a giant magnet for yarn. Some comes from ebay and other yarn from stores. Don’t forget mom’s sock clubs. From what I can tell, compulsive yarn shopping is what happens to people when they learn how to knit. I think that Mom’s desire for yarn comes down to her attraction to all things fuzzy (which may explain the puppy she brought home last night).
My mom always says her job is to embarrass her children in public. She is good at it and sometimes buys obnoxious colors and patterns in an apparent attempt to annoy me. I really do think it is all about trying to embarrass me in the knitting community. Why else would you make a rainbow wool jacket or bright orange sock? Is anyone even capable of finding an outfit to match bright orange socks? I know I wouldn’t have a single thing to wear with neon orange socks.
Mom, Why do you knit what you do?