I thought that in lieu of a baby photo or two, I'd sneak some yarn in there. If you really, really, really want to see a baby photo, scroll down to the bottom, but I tell you . . . you're missing some killer yarn.
I've had limited experience with Etsy not because I don't want to but because I find it challenging to use. Honestly, type in "yarn" and you get 17170 entries; granted adding "hand dyed" brings it down to 3202, but still - that's a ton of yarn to wade through to find the right choice. One of the first blogs that I read was Carol's and I knew that she was producing her own yarn, yet still I shied away because of Etsy. What if I type in the wrong address? How the hell am I going to find it? What do I do after I purchase it? Fuck.
A few days ago, Carol had a post about pricing her yarn and I thought, "Bite the bullet, find the site, buy the damn yarn and quit your whining." And so I did . . . and I couldn't be happier. This is the type of yarn I like with a little with a twist and some spring. I had to take it outside to do the colors justice (see, Susan . . . it's yellow - a nice, golden, yellow), and I think it may have melted some snow from its cheeriness.
"Zee bebe" (say it with an imaginary French accent - more fun that way) is doing well. SK smuggled a beer into the hospital in a Starbucks cup, so I'll forgive him for having me take down his photo. Lola is heading home tomorrow to a house with three boys and Charlie. When I showed the photos to my students, all of the girls were "oooohing" and "aaaaahing" over him until they got to the photo below. "Oh, that's so nice that you knit your nephew a hat," said one of the girls. "No, sweetie, my sister knits, too. She's kind of like a partner," I explained. "Really? Cool." Yeah, really cool!
Enjoy the long weekend! The girls have two concerts this weekend so I'll be in my usual seat watching them on Saturday evening and the usual seat knitting - but listening - on Sunday afternoon.