Sunday, September 13, 2009

Babies are not food, but can look like it.

My friend's sister is having a baby. Now normally, this is too far removed to warrant a gift, but I know I will be in town the weekend of her shower and, what the heck, baby stuff is freaking *small.* I started thinking of the very popular Saartje's booties. Totally cute and dainty and won't require hardly any yarn.

But then I remember that her sister was the oh-so-lucky recipient of my totally awesome corn and turkey legs last year around this time as the Fakesgiving hostess gift. So maybe that's how I got food on the mind...
Anyway, now I'm totally smitten on making this baby look delicious. I've narrowed it down to the Cupcake Hat and the Tomato Baby Beanie (though, I'm leaning towards eggplant, myself). Current yarn stash will probably determine which will come to be, and if time allows, perhaps some matching booties too.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

So I might have a problem*

*Or, nobody understands the need for a big stash.

I was out with my housemates last evening, discussing an upcoming soiree, when suddenly I was looked upon with utter disgust. Horror, even. I was told that they were in the basement and saw my yarn. I was confused until they explained that they didn't understand why I had so much yarn. Frankly, I didn't understand them not understanding...

Having a yarn stash is part of the fun of knitting. It's composed of my leftovers, my never-got-starteds, sale yarns and my had-to-haves. And at one bookshelf's worth, I thought my stash was pretty modest.

I don't collect shot glasses, or DVDs, or vintage wine. I collect yarn. And it makes me happy.