The past twenty five (or so) hours have been crazy. Knit-night was a busy one for me, and I now have a new appreciation for the visiting knitter and her quick-study sis (who is most commonly referred to as "Typhoid Tif" here at Becher Haus... we love you Tif...smooches) when faced with teaching seasoned knitters toe-up sock construction. Robin (from now on referred to as Rob) saved the day, and the hellish/freaky ice storm that occured sort of interrupted my getting to play with the new camera last night. Today was going to be the day I "got to it", but the UPS man showed up with six boxes of Rowan/Nashua yarns, and a terrifically heavy box of pattern books and sample garments. That stuff pretty much ate up the rest of the day, though I did manage a pissy phone call to my rep when only half the kidsilk haze showed up... he's tracking the rest down.
Also to add to the happy chaos, super-stitcher Anne (she says she's not blogless any more, but I don't have a link to her yet) has agreed to build me a website, and not a crappy one, either. Now I just have to run it past the man, but if I keep having days like the past few, there shouldn't be too long a wait for Clementine's Dry Goods dotcom. Would you shop there? Oh, and one of you needs to tell me if you want your yarn split out, because I think it should be, but it's yours, not mine and I'm trying to give up the control-freak stuff. I meant to mail it out ages ago (well, Monday, 'cuz that's when I re-located your addy... I'm a scatter-brained ass... please e-mail me. xxooxx)
Gotta go throw dinner at the kids. Please go tell her to get her butt to the shop, because she's sorely missed. Also, if you're on Ravelry, redrhonda may be feeling puny (I know, six-foot tall girls so rarely get the opportunity...) so well wishes for her... and I'm splitting out what kidsilk I can tomorrow for the KAL kits. Bye for now. C