Meg Swansen at Yarnover:
See that pile of sweaters in front of her? That's like 25 sweaters her or her mom (Elizabeth Zimmermann) designed and knitted. And her whole attitude is kind of like, What? What's the big deal? You guys don't do this?
Yes of course we do.
Another highlight of Yarnover is the market, which is kind of like what I imagine it must be like to be a crack addict walking down the street, if the street had a crack dealer about every 5 feet or so. Big tables full of nice quality, reasonably priced crack. Sometimes crack you've always wanted but never seen at such a good price. I exercised a mid-size amount of restraint, and got some clearance yarn, a sock book (which I had awkwardly signed by the author as she was innocently standing on the sidewalk--SCORE!), some stitch markers which came free with the book, and after Meg Swansen's class I had to have the Knitting Glossary DVD of hers that I had seen 30% off at the Yarnery booth and after the class kind of panicked that everyone else would want it too, so I somewhat embarrassed myself by gimpily running (I have shingles in my leg) from the class to the booth, at which point I believe I can no longer consider myself a Young Person--when your shingles is slowing you down shopping for a knitting movie that's on a good sale. If I'd have had a coupon I couldn't find in my purse and then slowly written a check, I'd have been a full blown geriatric cliche.
So to prove I am not a hundred thousand years old, here is super cute Bella. Who keeps us all young.
That's all for now. I have recovered from my shingles enough to contract a spring cold. So I'm off to sniffle and cough in my nice cozy bed.