Thursday Thirteen ~ 8.30.07 (#7)

Thirteen Funny Quips from the Yarn Harlot

(These are all from Knitting Rules! which I read recently and really liked, or her blog, which I read as often as she updates.)

1. I believe on some level that it is my constant vigilance that keeps planes in the air.
2. (in response to “You sure have a lot of yarn…”) Yarn? What yarn? These are my kittens.
3. This morning I had to negotiate for 30 minutes of familial silence so I could do an interview thing where the background noise wasn’t two teenaged girls having a meltdown over who took who’s straight leg jeans with the red line on the pocket and whether or not that breaks down the chain of possession enough that now Megan’s coveted blue shirt is now open season for Samantha.
4. With wool as my witness, and despite how that lady treated you in the yarn shop that one time, there are no knitting police.
5. (to a squirrel who has been stealing her fleece) HA HA!! I HAVE FRIENDS WITH BRAINS BIGGER THAN A DAMNED LENTIL AND YOU DON’T !!!!
6. I can toss a biig woolen [shawl] about myself as I head to the grocery store and get a Wuthering Heights/Cathy-on-the-moors feel going, instead of my usual “I-forgot-to-buy-cat-food feeling.”
7. Shhh….approach closely, for here in the knitters wildlife reserve (um, my house) we have spotted a young knitter away from the pack demonstrating remarkable spontaneous knitting action. Careful now, don’t startle her. In this rare photograph the adolescent knitter is exhibiting “swatching” behavior, and is actually doing “math” to figure out her “gauge”. It is worth noting that not more than 6 minutes before this footage was shot, the mother of the herd was observed with that big vein on her forehead pulsing again following a completely futile attempt to get this same youngling to perform mathematics for the purposes of a high school education.
8. Skeins of sock yarn are small enough that many hundreds may be squirreled away in your home…[in] the pockets of luggage, tucked inside a gravy boat, behind books on bookshelves, or in the extra space in the corners of guest-room pillowcases.
9. I love the word [serape] so much that even though I’m a middle-aged, five-foot-tall woman and the last person alive who should be wearing a serape, I want one to distraction.
10. Babies will wear hats – briefly. Mostly, a baby uses a hat to teach Mum and Dad a rollicking game of fetch.
11. It’s okay to be confused when somebody tells you she could never knit because it looks too complicated and (in the same breath) that it’s too boring to be able to stick to it.
12. The world shifted. I was a year older than I thought. In 10 minutes, I had missed a whole year. I was suddenly 38 years old.
13. Nobody gives you socks at the end of a musical, even if you buy the good seats.

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