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February 23, 2008
Super Gloat Saturday
Okay, so I don't want to cause a scene here, but I officially have the Best Husband in 5000 Counties. He not only went to Stitches with me...
...but he had a good time! Of course, he got to pick out (and buy) yarn and manly, manly buttons for new slippers for me to make him, and he bought me some yarn for me me me, and a swift and a ball winder! YAY! It's the BEST swift in the whole freakin' world. And THEN he bought me lunch and a Bloody Mary at the hotel bar, and then drove home in the rain, and now he is doing the dishes because I am as sick as a dog.
No, really, I'm sick as a dog. I shouldn't have gone out today, but how could I not? We would have missed seeing Rachel (and her very large breasts) and Lindsey, and Baa and Amy, and Nathania and her super cute new baby (who I hope does not get my horrible cold), and Nathan wouldn't have had all the knitter chicks fondle his new relaxing hat. And we wouldn't have gotten to see Vickie Howell, split seconds after Nathan made an extremely snarky comment about her. I hope she didn't hear us.
A good time was had by all.
Really, Rachel's boobs are huge. I don't know what she's been eating.
Comments
This is not what I thought went on at knitting conventions, all this fondling and snark and booze. I was picturing a room full of rocking chairs filled with old ladies or something. Hot damn!
Posted by: cirocco at February 24, 2008 9:17 AM
Also, I finally found out what clapotis is. Why are all the other knitting bloggers cranking that out? It looks like a mistake, or like it got stuck in a thresher. Maybe if it was all one was wearing, it would be interesting.
Posted by: cirocco at February 24, 2008 9:20 AM
I don't really understand the enduring popularity of the Clapotis. It's just not the sort of thing I like. It *is* a great vehicle for showing off variegated yarn, but other than that, I don't get it.
Posted by: Kate at February 24, 2008 11:07 AM
Yeah, Rachel has great boobs. (. )( .)
It kinda hardly matters what you're eating, just that you eat enough of it.
Posted by: Bob at February 24, 2008 9:47 PM
I'm sad I missed out on the boob fondling. I mean yarn. Yeah. Yarn.
Posted by: grace at February 25, 2008 8:24 AM
Heh, I had Rachel in my car this morning.
Posted by: Cyn at February 26, 2008 8:51 AM
"Best husband in 5000 counties..."
I'm sewing Sharon a chemise and drawers. Does that count?
Posted by: Bob at February 26, 2008 5:30 PM
Chicks do dig underwear.
Posted by: Kate at February 26, 2008 5:48 PM