At this moment, I hope you are reuniting with all 3 of The Fellas. I’m exhausted from the many hours we’ve spent wrassling with Mapquest and the World’s Worst Rental Car (don’t EVEN get me started on the Buttons From Another Planet), and really wonderful encounters with knitters. How did everybody, from age 8 on up, get to be such a great knitter? And why is it such a best-kept secret?
The Bloggable Moments are piling up. It’s overwhelming, overstimulating, and over the top. But look! Ina has composed a beautifully photographed post that manages to capture last Thursday Night At Knitty City. As a free bonus, Ina captures Cara’s Socks (does anyone in America have socks more famous than Cara’s?), and OUR RELATIONSHIP.
Get some rest, doll, and pull-ease: POST THE WINNER OF THE CAPTION CONTEST. (Readers’ advisory: the selection of the winner was delayed by LAUGHING OUR ASSES OFF all the way down the New Jersey Turnpike, the Penn Turnpike, and a bunch of wind-y roads in suburban Philly. We do apologize, but when you’re exhausted and surviving on Roy Rogers, a poo-on-shoe joke will just about do you in.)
See ya Monday!