I completely forgot this part
When I told the Fool I was going to this goofy Naughty Knitting Night, he said, "What are you going to knit?"
I had no idea, so I said, joking, "I'm going to make you an argyle willie warmer."
"You are?" he said. "Are you sure you can get that done in one night?"
I blinked.
"You've got a healthy opinion of yourself, don't you?" I asked.
"I mean," he said, flustered, "Argyle is intarsia and that takes a long time!"
I tried this story on a Muggle, and he just looked at me blankly and said, "What's the punchline?"
I had no idea, so I said, joking, "I'm going to make you an argyle willie warmer."
"You are?" he said. "Are you sure you can get that done in one night?"
I blinked.
"You've got a healthy opinion of yourself, don't you?" I asked.
"I mean," he said, flustered, "Argyle is intarsia and that takes a long time!"
I tried this story on a Muggle, and he just looked at me blankly and said, "What's the punchline?"
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anne marie in philly
At knit night Wednesday, someone asked one of the very experienced knitters when she learned to knit. I leaned over and stage whispered "well, they still called it nalbinding then" and we all giggled. Got home, told Mathboy of the conversation . . . and then had to explain the history of knitting. It's fun to perplex muggles.