Wool & Words

Steve and I braved the heavy traffic and light parking to visit Virginia Highland Wednesday to catch the Yarn Harlot's Atlanta talk. In all the excitement we forgot cameras (I didn't even bring my cell phone), so all I have for you is this:

*crickets*

The talk was good; I'm glad that I went. I was really surprised by her voice. We got there about 20 minutes before she was scheduled to go on, so we were sitting in the nosebleed/no visuals balcony. I got a good bit of knitting done while I listened to Stephanie's talk and laughed along with the crowd. She's a funny lady, as you all know, and I got her to sign a couple of books. Steve gave her the Captain Morgan wristband he scored at a local pub that night--it was Talk Like a Pirate Day after all.

I'm knitting a new project--a baby bunting for the shop--and enjoying that quite a bit. I can't be bothered to do anything remotely complex; all I want to do is knit stockinette and garter, and I have no desire to see any lace. Don't get me wrong--I'm enjoying my plain knitting tremendously. At busy times in my life (which seem to be the whole of life lately), I need my knitting to comfort me. Knit the sweater, wear the sweater--it's all good.

And then a friend reminds me that it takes little steps. Every stitch I take, every paper I grade, every class I teach, every application I send gets me a bit closer to the goals.

I'm still thinking about mail order wedding dresses, though.