I want to buy yarn. I really do. Do I have a huge amount of fiber languishing in the garage yarn cellar? Yes, thanks for asking. Do I expect to find yarn under the Christmas tree in just a few days? Yes, thanks for asking. Have I actually finished anything to warrant me starting something new? Why you gotta be so ugly. You’re hurting the team.
Cut to the chase you say. I want yarn for this sweater. Why has this taken my fancy all of a frigging sudden? No se. Just has. Perhaps it’s the pretty cables and chunky yarn, or maybe it’s just that Glampyre Stephanie looks like a million damn redheaded dollars in it. I have no bulky yarn. Nada. Nix. Nothing. What I do have is a spanky new gift certificate to the beautiful Stash in Berkeley! Oh yeah, my friends are the best. Who knows, maybe I’ll be making a beeline to the Stash and bulk up. Luckily, the fabulous bakery next door to Stash will make bulking up possible in mind and body.