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Updated: 06/27/05. Copyright 2004-05 H.B. Huisinga. | The Knitting Safari September
2004 issue Knitters' Knews by H.B. Huisinga Copyright July 2004 H.B. Huisinga Here I sit knitting on some sock yarn and relaxing from the long hard day I had. I shopped and shopped and shopped and… well, you get the idea. Today I participated in the much anticipated (first MKG) Knitting Safari. The select few of us visited three of our northern yarn shoppes. First we stopped at Jane’s Knitting Hutch in Appleton. (Thanks for the Fortissima sock yarn…can’t wait to make a sweater for me.) Next, we stopped at Yarns By Design in Neenah. (Thanks for the Meilenweit cotton and other sock yarns to support my habit.) We had lunch at Planet Perk and may I suggest the Savona sandwich? Yum! Lastly, we stopped at The Knitting Room in Fond du Lac. (Thanks for the two purse kits.) I would say a fun time was had by all. Most of us who went certainly heard me exclaim to another, “You’re enabling me!!” In a good way! My enabler, wonderful person that she is, helped me find several yarns I am happy to have had come home to make my stash very, very, very happy. Thanks, Enabler! Others taunted me at Yarns By Design by trying to sneak past me to the sock yarns—and before I’d had a chance to scour the area! The shop owners there can attest to my selfish, maniacal behavior in keeping others away from the sock yarn until I’d had my fill. Still others shouted to me the entire wall of sock yarns in The Knitting Room. Oh, heaven help me! Hi, my name is Heather, and I’m a sock-a-holic-stash-enhancer… You know, something barged into my mind over my fabulous lunch at Planet Perk. If I were in a horrible accident (hey, I’m not dead yet, hands off my stash!) and were left with doctors and loved ones wondering if I would ever be able to walk again. Just one ball of blue sock yarn precariously perched across the room with a mantra of “Reach the ball, knit the socks…” I’d do it. Come heck or high waters, I’d reach that ball. Then I’d get myself back to my bed to knit. O.k. I might not be able to make it back to my bed, but I’d collapse happily on the floor and start knitting away. How motivating my yarn stash is… Somewhere along the way I enabled another to try socks, supported another’s color choice in yarn, and yet another into the infamous Shapely Shawlette. A day out yarning about with the girls was definitely a good thing! Someone even shouted support of another trip like this to the Twin City yarn shoppes. Heck ya! Count me in! I can always use more sock yarn… |
