Friday, September 24, 2010

oh hell

The Fool found the sleeves and is on a tear tonight.
Instructions flying, demands for yarn needles, questions about how to work the steam iron and now, feet pattering down the steps and pattering back up, my sewing machine in hand.
"How do I wind a bobbin?"
"What does 1, 2, 3, mean here?"
I'm trying to figure out if he's being purposefully obtuse in hopes that I will step in.
Meanwhile, I have a button band to knit.

Monday, September 13, 2010

at last!

In the car, heading home from boring errands.

JAMIE: I want to go yarn store.
ME: You do?!
JAMIE: I want to grab yarn.
ME: Really?
JAMIE: And put it on my arm.
ME: Why do you want to do that?
JAMIE: It's pretty.
ME: You like yarn?
JAMIE: It's nice.

Unfortunately, no yarn store for us today. Probably not even any knitting. We're packing for a contra dance weekend and and some time on the Michigan shore.