Well, I want to know who decided that the temperature should take a nose dive off the cliffs of fall and right into winter. It's 27 degrees this morning (-2.7 C) and windy. It's only November. Last Saturday it was 70 (21 C). This came on much too fast and I want to protest. If I only knew who to protest to.
So, how many people do you need to have an official Knit Night? Would 2 count? That's how many people showed up last night. Emily and I walked into Borders and didn't see anyone with sticks and string. I asked one of the workers if they had knit night here. She said "well, last month one or two people came." Hmmm, doesn't sound promising. We decided to sit in the cafe where we could be seen if anyone else showed up. Here I was worried about crashing into an established group and it turns out, we were the group! We sat and had mochas and I had a rice krispie treat (I love them) and Em had a warm brownie with whipped cream. We knitted and talked. A trio of women came in and commented on my sock and one showed off the scarf she paid "over 50 dollars" for because it's "handmade with some yarn that is mala- something". I told her it was Malabrigo and yes, it is expensive yarn. The scarf was about 6 inches wide and garter stitch. Plain garter stitch. The yarn was attractive but nothing special. But she was proud of the fact that she bought it from an "artist". Emily and I decided we would make it a monthly event whether anyone else shows up or not. We are the Succulent Wild Knitters. In honor of a book by Sark called Succulent Wild Women that we really like. It was enjoyable despite (or maybe because of) being just the two of us.
I'm starting to plan the menu for Thanksgiving. I say plan but in reality we'll have the same food we always eat. I just need to make sure that we have the ingredients for the pies and relishes that we don't normally eat. And a turkey. Must buy a turkey.
It's time to go to work. I have supervision in a few minutes. Go out and make it a good day!