A Frenzy of Everyday

I need to blog.  I need to blog for the simple fact that tomorrow, there could be even more than I have to blog.  I have to stay caught up, savvy?  Yes, savvy indeed.

I just heard thunder roll.  I love thunder.  I think I just found my baseline.  I've been hectic, full of static, today, but I feel better now.  Weird, huh?  And again.  You might get a good post after all.

Ok, guess who saw the Harlot last week?  Yes, it was I,  and Chris, and we just had a great time.  The Harlot is wonderful, and the type of people she attracts, well, they're just good folk. 

We checked into the hotel (Chris and I had the week off, it was a good week to have off) and met up with Gigi.  As we were leaving the hotel Chris almost hit Steph.  Read it again.  It's funnier that way.  We answered her question as to whether or not there were any other knitters in the hotel.  And she liked my Knit bumper sticker.

The Calvin is a very big venue, and we almost filled it.  It's a good feeling to be in a rich theater like that, surrounded by the clacking of needles.  Cuddled up in the surrounding feeling of community.  At the door we all got yarn and needles, and by the end of Steph's talk most of us had turned out a 7x7 square for Warm Up America.

Steph explained that Knitters are super responders.  100 normal (normal, implying we're otherwise.  Ha!  Work with me here) people in a room are asked to respond to a problem, and a few do.  100 knitters are asked to respond, and most of them do.  Small repetitive actions add up to a whole, big result.  Steph asked us if anyone had something in their hands that could be used as a visual representation.  Hundreds of mostly finished squares for hundreds of afghans went up.  Socks, sweaters, and whatevers went up.  Drops in the bucket will eventually fill it, and we know that.  It's usually easy to give a little, and we will give, because we know that the xxxl cabled sweater with a hood is knit one stitch at a time.

After the talk, and the QA, this whole family went back over to Webs.  I like Webs.  Last time I left with yarn for two sweaters and then some.  This time I left with mostly gift yarn, and two extra signed copies of Steph's book.  One for my secret pal, and one for the raffle we're having at knit in public day.  I can't wait for knit in public day.

The line for Steph went back into the warehouse again, but the company was pleasant.  I got to spend a long time talking to Kim of Some Bunny's Love .  She does an amazing amount of work on the Boston Knit Out, an event of which I am a huge fan.  September 30.  Mark your calendar.  I will be there.

I also ran into Jessica of Ravelry.  Hear me now, this is a great site.  I've only started putting around with it, and I might have to start paying for my flickr again, but it's fantastic.  My major suggestion:  I'd like to see their "books" section link to my Library Thing account.  I should write to her. 

We finally got up to Steph, and she remembered us from last time.  I'll be completely honest, no one really remembers me.  I'm innocuous.  Chris, on the other hand... he's male (we remember our males better in the knitting world.  There's less of them)  and he's a red head with a beard.  In knitting groups he tends to stand out.  I love him.  "oh yeah!  I was there!  I was with the bearded redhead!".  It works.

Chris actually got interviewed for a story in the Hampshire Gazette.   He went up front to grab a basket, I'm waiting for him in the (very warm) warehouse with a few skeins of yarn... and waiting... I go up front and he's talking to a skinny blond!  He's lucky I saw the recorder as fast as I did ;)

After we got up and spoke to Steph it was 10... and we were hungry.  We found one restaurant that stayed open til 11 and happily tucked in.  After that it was back to the hotel.  We knit comfortably with our feet dangling in the pool until about midnight.  We were hoping Steph would join us (she said she might) but that poor gal didn't leave webs til after 11.  I would have gone to my room and been dead to the world.  Still, I'm sorry we didn't get that time.  I enjoy Steph's company. 

The next day took us to Amherst.  As I was leaving the hotel I passed one of those racks full of flyers from local attractions.  Emily Dickinson caught my eye.  I love her so much.  So we spent the day wandering through Amherst's downtown and then taking the guided tour of the Homestead and The Evergreens.  Both sites are just starting some intensive repair, as they only just became a "museum" in 2003, and I will be back.

I have pictures, but I'm at work.  So you'll have to wait, won't you?  I know you'll be patient. 

I've got more to post.  I went to see Amy Boogie,  and that was fun.  I need to blog that before Saturday, because Saturday is KIP day!  Huzzah!

Ok, got to work.  Later.

Comments

[Leigh]

I'm tempted to go down to Austin for the KIP there - there apparently isn't one for Dallas, and the Ft Worth one is in a library where you can't have food, and have to talk quietly! Yeah, right! The one in Austin will be on the steps of the capitol building!

[shhh...I'm a secret]

Wow - what a fabulous trip filled with knitting adventures! The Harlot is so much fun and worth a trip to the edge of the world, er, well, Chicago in my case, to see! Glad it was wonderful!

[Kimberly from Some Bunny's Love]

It was great meeting you all. Hope we can go out for a few drinks next month in Manchester! Btw, did you see your photo on my site? :)
Bunny hugs,
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