The birthday weekend extravaganza is almost over. I can't say I am happy; in fact, I am dreading the return to "real" life. When can I have three full days off to do nothing but knit and shop for yarn as my heart desires? Of course, we all know about my splurge on my needles; it didn't really hit me until today after a trip to a yarn store when I picked up a sweaters amount of Malabrigo Rios (in Pearl Ten) for a Driven sweater... say, if my gauge is off that's no big thing, I'll just dig in my little plastic bag and try another! It is something I won't be able to take for granted. The yarn is beautiful and I couldn't resist. I had to cast on for a gauge swatch (yes, seriously). I seem to remember the pattern being slightly intimidating when I bought it a year and a half ago but I have knit many sweaters since then and when I pulled it out of my binder just a few minutes ago, I read it breezily, thinking, "Oh hell, I can do that!"... I guess so is the progression of a knitters life.
I also picked up a skein of Noro Silk Garden Sock... I couldn't help myself. As I have mentioned, I have been on a serious blue kick lately. I found myself drawn to it, but I had my mind made up on getting it before I even walked into the store.
All of these purchases were made possible by the generous gift certificate my mother in law gave me yesterday. I feel so incredibly lucky that my family really gets or accepts how obsessed I really am. Even Phillip mentioned something flippantly to me when discussing what he had told someone to get me for my birthday. It went something like this:
Me: "Well, what did you say?"
Phillip: "I said yarn. It's all you ever want."