spoiled rotten,

that's me.
yesterday was stitch and bitch. i went with a spring in my step as i hoped chris would remember that she offered a prize to her 100th commenter and i was it. i had dropped out of the group for a few weeks, so it was possible that she forgot all about it. well, it would have been possible, had i not reminded her at the previous meeting... and on our board just before yesterday's meeting. and being that it was chris, and the potential for something fabulous existed, i would have kept hounding her but i didn't have to because she did remember, and look what she brought!

here it is with my homely handspun nestled against it.

it's just the softest thing you can imagine. a blend made with her own angora. what was it blended with? silk? chris? i can't remember what else, the soft skein just calls angora so loudly to me that whatever the other fiber is was drowned out before it reached my ears. when i showed it to dah he wondered if i could knit him underwear. a suggestion, however in jest, too uncouth to comment upon further.

spoiled enough? no, chris also brought one of her wheels and i hogged it all night! i tossed out some half hearted sound bites to the effect that i would get my ass out of the way if someone else fancied a turn but i didn't back it up with body language. i stayed parked, and the ladies were too nice, they let me keep going. i promise not to next week. please excuse my selfish behavior. my yarn prize made me feel like a queen, and i started acting like one.

lessee... among other things, fabric to line buttonhole bag purchased. socks progressing. final hoodie stalled. that is all.