Once Upon a time

(NOTE: added later. Someone lovely pointed out that one of my links was wrong and when I fixed it something big blew up in Movabletype and whammo…all the comments were gone. Sorry about that, if yours is gone, it’s not personal. It consigned a whole lot of them to the MT abyss.)

There was a knitter who lived in Toronto who went far away on an airplane to a magical place called Columbus, Ohio, where there was a gathering of special people called TNNA. The knitter had heard that TNNA was a special thing, but she had only been to TNNA one time before, and it was only for four hours and while the knitter hadn’t really disliked the thing, she hadn’t had time to understand what was going on either.

This time though, this time the knitter was going to the magic forest TNNA for 60 whole hours, which is almost longer than this knitter has spent in one place in months and months. She was very excited about the idea of sleeping in the same bed for a whole three nights in a row. Anything more than that was just going to be gravy. She arrived in the magic land and right away she got to see some of her special friends that live far away in their own kingdoms.

They went to a feasting place with the best BBQ tofu ever, and the knitter looked at her friends over dinner and realized that something special was happening.


The knitter and her friends (Queen Clara of Knitters Review. and the sorceress Cat Bordhi) were talking about SSKs and no person around was trying to escape their circle of yarn or yawning, or even making jokes about how odd it was that three bright women could care this much about how loops of string looked and behaved. The knitter began to understand the magic of TNNA.

The next morning when the sun dawned over the fortress of light and hope known as the Columbus Convention Centre, the knitter went forth to investigate this place… and this is what she found.




Many, many powerful people known as “Yarn Retailers”.

Each of these persons holds stockpiles of magic yarn which they exchange to knitters far and wide in incomprehensibly beautiful and mystic places known as “Yarn Shops”. All a knitter must do to procure the magic yarn from these proprietors is give them mere money. TNNA is the place where all of the Retailers can look at all of the magic yarn at one time and decide what sort of enchanted string they would like to have the powerful dispensers of yarn (They have the mysterious name “Exhibitor”) have sent by way of fairy cart pulled by virginal dragons (I think that’s who ships it) to their shops. The knitter was very nervous, and polite and she thinks that the Retailers liked her. (Which is good, as they are the pathway to yarn.)

When the knitter was done talking to those people, she went and sat down in the lobby and had a powerful concoction of a drink that did wonders to calm and restore her. This was called “beer”. While the knitter drank beer, she looked around her at the many other people there, and she began to be impressed. Not just because everyone there had a MacBook Pro (which cannot be coincidence)


but also because there was no one around the knitter (except maybe the bartender) who did not like yarn. No one who thought knitting was silly. No one who did not know that it is a Billion dollar industry. In fact, and here’s something else that the knitter found delightful, everyone WANTED to hold a sock. Nobody wondered about the sock, nobody wondered why the knitter would ask them to hold a sock.


She saw Casey and Jess and Mary Heather, who have a mystic company called Ravelry that is so deeply under a spell that even though many, many thousands of people fit in it… no one has ever found where it is. Casey claims that the whole company (even though it has more knitters in it than anywhere else) has been enchanted to miniscule size so that it fits in a “server”. He is indeed powerful and strange.


Sandi from Knitting Daily held the sock.


Franklin held the sock


Cookie held the sock


Jillian held the sock (Amy was there too, but we see her on Wednesdays at knit nights, so the sock is sort of over her.)


Norah Gaughan held the sock and the sock just about lost its mind.


Annie held the sock.


Drew held the sock


Anne held the sock


Janel held the sock (and her new book which is very good…would you like a review?)


Abby held the sock


The Knit So Fine ladies held the sock.

More people could have held the sock, but lo the knitter was occupied by her duties and by the very enormous amount of yarn around that distracted and befuddled her. (Seriously, the knitter just about took leave of her senses when she saw the new Louet yarn. The knitter is a yarn person of some immunity. Repeated exposures to yarns of all kinds have left her with the ability to resist it’s magical incantations and auras, but this yarn was devastating. There doesn’t seem to be a link to it online anywhere, thus confirming that it is of dark origins, but it was some mohair/ bamboo/ bison action that was fuzzy and reflective and shadowy and bright and truly a mystic thing. Many knitters stood in it’s thrall. (What the hell was it called?) The TNNA magic went on and on, and the knitter talked to many interesting and powerful yarn people, and she drank more of the magic beer. (Not too much though. It is very important not to be impaired around either knitters with highspeed and cameras, or people who are trying to wholesale mass shipments of yarn. I’m sure you can see the risk of both.)

At TNNA, there is a magic food called Jeni’s ice cream. It is legendary, and most of the attendee’s stalk it at various intervals in their day so that they may imbibe as much of it as possible before returning to their Jeni-less existence. (There are some knitters who have it shipped to them. It does not ship to the land of Canada. I checked.) While the knitter was there, she tried to try all of them but there are limits. She tried (by both purchasing full servings and stealing from others) Salty Caramel, Gravel Road, Belgian Milk Chocolate and one other one. (Nearing an ice cream coma, her memory fails her.) While the knitter was enjoying some sunshine on Saturday afternoon the sorceress Cat Bordhi revealed that in her opinion, the knitter had not yet eaten the best of Jeni’s.

This saddened the knitter deeply, because it was time for her to go to sign some knitting books, and by the time that she was finished, Jeni’s would be closed, never to reopen again. (Ok. It was opening again in the morning, but the knitter was getting on a plane before that and doesn’t it sound better?) She wept bitter tears that she had missed the alchemy and wonder that was “Cherry Lambic” ice cream, and as she cried, the brilliant sorceress cried “weep not my child, I will go into the land of Jeni’s and bring you Cherry Lambic at the end of your signing, but before Jeni’s closes.”

The knitter stopped crying then, not because she knew she would get Jeni’s, but because she was touched that her friend would even try. “You are noble and good” she said to the sorceress, “but all is lost. Although your heart is pure, it is too far from Jeni’s to the Convention Centre, especially now that the earth has turned on it’s axis and it 33 degrees (92F). The Cherry Lambic will melt and be gross before you can come.”

“Trust me” said the sorceress, and off she set.

The knitter went to her booksigning then at Unicorn Books (It’s actually called that. I didn’t just name it that for the story) and she signed books for the retailers for an hour, and at the end of the hour, when it was 4:45 and Jeni’s closed at 5:00, the sorceress appeared. “Behold” she said, and she revealed the bright, beautiful and still totally frozen Cherry Lambic.


Why was it still frozen? How had the sorceress kept it cool? What spell keeps ice cream cold in Columbus in June? It was a mystic thing. A magical object procured by the sorceress Bordhi through her incredible powers of persuasion. Somehow, someway, The Bordhi had convinced the ice cream shop to give her a piece of DRY ICE.


(Here The sorceress Bordhi -together with her apprentice Queen Clara of Knitters Review, convince the Unicorn books guy how it’s ok that she has dry ice, and especially how she has it in his booth.)

The knitter (and some other people, including the skeptic above) did then eat the magic Cherry Lambic (which was so totally one of the best things in the entire world and if you are reading this and you are still in Columbus then you should go get it right now) and then the Sorceress Bordhi wrapped up the DRY ICE and gave it to the knitter, and departed for parts unknown. The knitter stared at her bag for a while, remembered what the sorceress had said about disposing of it safely (which was precious little) remembered that she was leaving in the morning and totally wasn’t going to get dry ice past airport security, and hatched a little plan. She went out to dinner with friends, they drank beer together and then on the way home, as they walked through the magical streets of Columbus, they looked for a good spot. They found an empty parking lot, and they got out the dry ice.


Many other magical items were amassed and put to encircle the thing,


and then the knitters poured water upon it, and all took pictures while ordinary people stopped and watched, trying to imagine exactly what sort of street art was going on.


(Some pictures stolen (with thanks) from Mary and Molly Ann at Ariadne) The knitters were honest.


They did not know what they were creating. They did know, however, that you can only put a piece of dry ice smaller than a golf ball in a toilet, so that idea was shot. When full darkness came, they called the sorceress Bordhi and sang “Smoke on the Knitting” to her, picked up the still-bigger-than-a-golf-ball and returned to the lobby of the hotel, where a bowl was procured, and the magic circle of knitting stuff with dry ice continued.




Finally, as the last dying wisps of dry ice were fading, Steve, Captain of the good ship WEBS, held it’s last gasps, on account of it was his 40th Birthday, and it just seemed right.


Then the knitter left the magic land of TNNA and returned home to the place of dirty laundry and a hostile cat… although she does have more yarn now than when she left. Go figure.

98 thoughts on “Once Upon a time

  1. If you get dry ice again, I am always greatly amused by putting it in a sink with a decent amount of water – enough to cover is good – and a good squirt of dish soap – huge smoky bubbles galore!

  2. Just wanted to be the first to wish you HAPPY BIRTHDAY on Saturday (It’s mine too!)!!!! I’ll be celebrating with my knitting friends – Knitting in public – perfect!

  3. 4th? Really?
    How exactly does one join this intoxicating group of The Knitting Elite and attend these mysterious wool gatherings? (heh – pun!)

  4. Thank you for making my day, week, month. Just when I was certain the skies had fallen and all was lost, you created magic. I am all better now. Or at least the nice young men in their clean white coats say so.

  5. Glad to see that you and Clara are friends. A convergence of superb people!
    That, and I’ve never been among the first 10 commenters on your blog – HOOO-ah!

  6. Knitter, thee hath done well. Go forth upon future conquests with such fervor and alacrity as to honor thy fellows of the wool.

  7. I’m off to Columbus tomorrow for four days at Knitters Connection. Guess I’ll just have to try the Cherry Lambic, though the Salty Caramel sounds good! Looking forward to seeing some of your knitting friends who are still there. I just loved this post!

  8. You didn’t by any chance catch a plane from Boston to Philadelphia on your way home? Because I saw someone who looked very like you on my flight today. I was too occupied bouncing a baby to get up and see if the woman was knitting (‘though if I’d felt a little more certain it was you, I totally would have done it) but I don’t think it was. Why on earth would you fly from Boston to Philly, while trying to get from Columbus to Toronto?? Of course with airlines one never knows.

  9. OMG!!! What a wonderful tale!! Thank you for sharing your experience with those of us who were unable to go too. Alas, perhaps next year. You forgot the part about how “they lived happily ever after” since all great fairy tales end that way. Fun story though!

  10. Methinks that we NEED to know the name of said Louet yarn, and an online source…..
    Happy Birthday!!!!

  11. I just wish I could have been there with you to see all the fun. A wonderful tale of a wonderful trip.
    It was 104°F here and I would have killed for ice cream, particularly with the Sorceress Bordhi bringing it (and the dry ice).

  12. I’m not surprised people thought you were street art. We had three different street events all happening within a couple blocks of the convention center this weekend. There was the annual arts festival, the annual Park Street festival, and the Gallery Hop. The Gallery Hop happens the first Saturday of every month on High Street when all the galleries, antique stores, and other great shops stay open late while people wander up and down listening to street musicians or watching other street performers and stopping for drinks in the restaurants and bars that are interspersed among the stores.

  13. Dang. I was there for 5 days and I did not see you once. I even was in line to see the Knit So Fine ladies, so we were reeeally close, too.
    Great story about the ice cream. Cat did spend a lot of time making sure that others ate at least as much of that ice cream as she did, I witnessed part of her maneuvering myself.
    I, too, found TNNA magical and wonderful. I saw a lot of the same folks you saw but not at the same time. But missing out on the ice thing? That was something I would have loved to see.
    Glad you had fun and glad you got to sleep in the same bed more than once. You deserve it.

  14. Wow the harlot continues to amaze. We’re not worthy..we’re not worthy…

  15. Hello? did I drop some lsd and not know it? I could swear I read and commented on this post earlier and there were lots more comments….. huh.
    ok…. Anyway, like I wrote before… what a fabulous telling of events… :^)

  16. oddly enough, I also adopted the stilted quasi-medieval/wizard-inflected tone in my tnna post today. Was it the fumes from the dry ice, or was it just. all. that. yarn?
    So I have a question: if people who don’t knit are muggles . . . what are knitters who don’t know about the internet? You should have been at the airport when I created a scene in the flight lobby and all of the tnna knitters who had never seen a clapotis before.

  17. Ok I know that the ice cream story tops it all, and I love Cat Bordhi too after I just took a class with her at WEBS. And I love Steve and Kathy too and I wish him a happy birthday (OMG! You two are the same age! So young, and so talented…)etc etc. That dance around the dry ice is truly a happening of the first order.
    But. How you can ever put that sock on your foot! I do not know. The sock that was held by so many famous knitters!! It boggles the mind.

  18. Great post! 🙂 I’m so glad you had fun (I won’t talk about the “so jealous” part, lol).
    Now I’m off to find some mystical Merlin book or something…I’m in the mood! lol

  19. So glad I checked in before going to sleep what a great bedtime story :). Visions of knitting and ice cream will dance in my head all night.

  20. Wow, Jess, Casey, and MH, really? You hit the Ravelry jackpot, all that was missing was a healthy dose of Bob! Jealous much!

  21. Oh, oh! Call on me!!! (…should have included this in my first comment, sorry.)
    I was at the Louet booth with Rae and Cindy while they were talking with the rep. Sally Melville came over (I couldn’t make this up) and we oohed and aahed over a small shawl-like sample knit up in the yarn you mention.
    Gorgeous. Shiny and fuzzy at the same time. Incredible stuff.
    There was no literature on the yarn, it was so new. So I asked the rep what the yarn was called. I’m sure he said its name is Niji.
    I’m hyped. Rae’s (where I teach most) will have this yarn, and you are right, it’s really something special and unusual. It makes me consider lace, even. Not my normal thing.
    I missed out on some of the other TNNA fun… but I am quite sure that I got the name of your beloved yarn right.

  22. Excellent read. Best fairy tale I’ve ever read.
    But thanks, I was already mourning the loss of Ben and Jerry’s which is not available in Europe. Now I have to know that there is something possibly even better out there which I will never be able to try. 😛

  23. COLUMBUS?? Wow, my best friend lives in Columbus. why did I not hear of this TNNA thing? (But then – being a plebeian knitter and not associated with yarn shops other than being one of the glassy-eyed addicts who frequents them does not get one into trade shows of that ilk.) But it looks like it was a stellar event, with all the Very Best People there (YOU,for example; Franklin, as well…) Thank you for the description, you ARE an inspiration, thank you very much indeed!

  24. It sounded like a blast! It also sounds like a dangerous place to be with the fibery goodness all around.
    In the US, July is National Ice Cream Month and the 3rd Sunday is National Ice Cream Day! Not that I don’t eat ice cream almost every day, but another excuse never hurt…

  25. Nell (of Knitch in Atlanta) couldn’t stop talking about Jeni’s ice cream last night! She was telling us about all the different flavors she’d tried.
    Oh, she also was raving about the Louet yarn too.

  26. Here is a “secret”. The Jeni’s in the Market across the street closes at 5. Two blocks up the street, another Jeni’s. Open until at least 10pm. Any one going to Columbus, you must try her stuff.

  27. I think you missed another one of the magical things – lambic is beer! And not only is it beer, it is beer brewed as if by magic (it ferments spontaneously, rather than having yeast added), and it is only made in Brussels. I know this, because my boyfriend is a complete beer geek, and we went to Brussels in March. I was lucky enough to have three kinds of beer ice cream (well, sorbet, really) – one with kriek (must be similar to the cherry lambic), one with wheat beer, and one made with a dark ale. None of them were as freaky as the phrase ‘beer ice cream’ implies – they were fragrant and had a depth and complexity of flavour you wouldn’t believe possible in ice cream.
    TNNA really does sound great…Knitting, yarn, beer, ice cream, fun with dry ice. I’m envious!

  28. I live an hour north of Columbus. I so should have gone groupie and stalked the convention center.

  29. What fun! What fun! What fun! While I understand how tiring traveling can be, puh=leeze! You seem to have way too much fun at these events. It appears that “knitting stars” are not nearly arrogant enough to be authors!
    Pet your angry kitty a little extra and give her a hand knit catnip kick toy. She will forgive you for your neglect.

  30. Everyone, click your needles together and repeat after me.
    There’s no place like TNNA
    There’s no place like TNNA
    There’s no place like TNNA

  31. So – is the next book going to be a fairytale/yarn tale book? I think you should go for it – you have the knack!

  32. this could be my all time favorite bedtime story.. Please, immediately have Franklin illustrate-
    I will pay in yarn. or cookies- or cash. or fresh baked bread?

  33. Yes, a thousand times Thank You !!!!!!!!
    A magical wonderful post !!
    Now I am going to get back at knitting my son’s Kilt Hose (frogged three times already) and ignore the mess in this muggle bound land of laundry and dirty kitchen floors that surrounds me…..
    I too believe !!

  34. OMG harlot, you just completely blew my mind with that pu-pu platter of knitters. i’m totally in awe.
    combine that with getting my KDO booklet this morning, i’m just a pile of dust.

  35. Ok- that’s it. I am trul;y tiredof being me and writing stupid report cards. I want to be you. The body switch will occur sometime around 9:00 pm Central……..or, hhhmmmmmmm, maybe not. Coot tale, dude. (or should that be dudette? I am never quite sure of the exact grammatical correctness)

  36. I think you’ve created the first-ever work of knitting-based fantasy!
    Which is awesome.
    I kept making little D&D references in my head as I was reading. XD

  37. Assigned to the MT abyss????? OMG!
    Wait….is it quiet there? Perhaps a good glass of wine? No whining teenagers?
    Might not be bad…..not too bad at all….

  38. And lo, thus is how it came to pass that the Magical Princess of Pointy Sticks devulged the secrets of the TNNA!
    Many blessings upon the Princess.

  39. A note on the Cherry Lambic…A available brand is Lindemans who makes Kriek(Cherry) Frambroise (raspberry)and Peche which is well..Peach.
    Yum…dessert beer!
    Hi Katharine ..My husband is a homebrewer and wicked beer geek too! Have you had a Brooklyn Chocolate Stout Ice cream float yet!

  40. My comment went bye-bye! Figures. I just know I said something really really witty yesterday, and now I can’t even remember. Ah well, the world will never even know what it’s missing…

  41. Just a note- I once kept my 18 year old off the computer for an entire afternoon by letting him play with dry ice. He made a dry ice bomb- and we got terrific pics… so maybe tnna knitters have something in common with 18 yr old boys???
    (ummm and I fully admit that I was closely supervising… otherwise known as having a grand time playing with dry ice:)
    HOW did I not think to take knitting pics?
    PS- when knitters circle smoking knits— it does look like magic;) (or a coven, not sure which;)

  42. Too cool (no pun intended). Now, we just have to figure out how mere mortals (i.e., only a consumer of yarn and such) can enter the enchanted land…

  43. Lovely! Must try the ice cream next time I’m in Columbus. I’m a little surprised that no one took you out for a picture of the sock in the field of concrete corn though.
    For those wanting to know how to go to TNNA- start a needlearts business (or already own one). TNNA is a professional trade show, so it’s generally open to businesses, buyers and associated professionals doing business in the industry. See the TNNA site (http://www.tnna.org/MemberBenefits/MembershipRequirements/tabid/118/Default.aspx) for membership requirements.
    (Master of Google Fu, feel free to try this at home.)

  44. I cannot believe you were in Columbus and I missed you. I’m an hour away. I’m gonna cry all afternoon!!!!

  45. That has to be one of my most favourite posts of yours so far. It comes in a dead heat with “Freakin’ Muggles”, in fact. Love the photo of mystical yarn in smoke. I am lucky enough to take class with the Sorceress herself in a few short weeks! Can’t wait to experience the magic!

  46. How does one enter the magickal land called TNNA? For me, the journey started by cashing in all my worldly assets and opening a portal called a “yarn shop”. Unfortunately, these portals require frequent cash infusions lest they cease emitting fresh and ever more mystical yarn, and one tragic day the money ran out and the portal known as “Time to Knit” closed forevermore.
    I remember my visits to Columbus fondly, (it is where I learned to spin on a contraption known as a “wheel”), most especially the part where you can walk barefoot down the main drag at midnight on a Saturday without meeting a soul. Thanks for bringing me back if only in reminiscence.

  47. This post combined with Franklin’s with all his TNNA drawings had me hysterically giggling. Love Franklin’s drawings of you.

  48. I want to MARRY Jeni’s ice cream, which is probably pretty much illegal everywhere. Yours is the best TNNA post so far… and also, if I don’t get some of the bluish greenish color of that amazing Louet yarn I am going to CRY.

  49. Should I ask how you KNOW one can only put a piece of dry ice smaller than a golf ball in a toilet??? 🙂

  50. Ok so mine was one of the deleted posts. Happy 40th early. Have fun the forties are pretty great. I loved the fact that The Crochet Dude (Drew) is holding your sock. After your talk at The Annapolis Border’s I was totally inspired to try knitting again,but nope we still don’t mesh. So I am off to crochet more socks!

  51. Steph, I love you. This is just the kind of weird stuff we do around the duckpond when we get ahold of any dry ice.

  52. squee! I am so glad to hear such an effusive review of my home town. But I’ll let you in on a little secret – there is another handmade ice cream place in town that I might just say is AS GOOD as Jeni’s; it’s called Denise’s and it’s about 15 minutes north of the convention center on High St in Clintonville. When next you happen to grace our fair city with your presence, you MUST try it! (and I think there would even be a contingent of knitters from my area who would be willing to hand-deliver it to you)

  53. Hey Steph!
    Has anyone ever told you that you were a genius and a blanketdy blank blank fine writer to boot? You are. So there. Your story of the knitter’s adventures brightened my day, nay, I tell a falsehood…it brightened my week.
    Write on, o brave knitter, write on.
    PS Happy birthday, Young One…the fun is finally beginning…..

  54. What a fun time! Makes me want to write a book so I can get in on it! And Franklin –you have Franklin’s saliva on your needle holders — I bet there aren’t too many people that can say that!

  55. you rock. I loved reading the post on TNNA and am glad that you are going to have a clean house for your birthday and WKIP day. Only problem is, you have to clean it, but every fairly has one bad part… you know.. wicked witch of the west, evil queen,
    enjoy and have your cake and eat it too

  56. I just read your book on a Playaway from the library and you inspired me to look up my 20 year old sweater I never finished (barely started) and start knitting again. I’m a quilter and we freak out over fabric just as you do over yarn. Also I am going to Columbus, OH for NQA (National Quilters Association) next week, same convention center.
    Once upon a time when I was a very young toe dancer my teacher posed me on a wooden swan and men behind the stage curtains put dry ice into cans of water and I floated onto the stage in a sea of smoke. Jackie

  57. dude. i’m not a famous knitter, or even anyone, ‘cept i do knit. oh yeah, and franklin took my picture but i don’t know my knitter-number.
    this post makes me want to hold the sock. but i promise not to get weird about it.

  58. OK, I thought only people who work in glass were weird…I guess I was wrong….nice to know it’s also ok if you’re a knitter too….( in case you hadn’t figured from my e-mail address I also have a glass habit)

  59. Ha ! I just found out what I can bring you when you will be holding your talk in London. You do know that Cherry Lambic is a Belgian Beer, right ? Or would you preferr Belgian chocolates ?

  60. im so glad you had a good time, anyone who is in columbus has to try jeni’s, and it looks like you ate at northstar cafe too which is also yummy. hope you can come back for more!

  61. I felt like I was almost there with you. Tell me please, did you get to ride off on a white charger with the Prince of Fiber?

  62. I live in Columbus and I seriously considered roaming downtown looking for knitters (or knitting downtown, hoping there would be some sort of moth-to -the-flame effect and I’d find all these fabled people).
    While Jeni’s is great, I’m still loyal to Denise’s (they battle it out every once in a while)–and the latter has Guinness flavored ice cream. (Though my personal favorite is the Carrot Cake).
    I’m glad you had fun in our city!

  63. After having one of the worst days of my life yesterday (although not quite as bad as Tim Russert, for whom I wept mightily), I come to read this post. Thank you, to the heavens.

  64. I am so sad I was unable to go see everyone that I’ve only ever read about (and I’m only in Cincinnati!). I’m glad you had a great time at the Hyatt and the Convention Center.

  65. Once upon a time, there lived a magical weaver of stories who also served as the High Priestess of the mystic Kingdom of Yarn . . .
    Wicked post. Seriously. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

  66. The mystical Louet yarn…you probably know by now because Clara has reviewed it…it will be in the shops by fall and is a mere (mere, haha) $39.95/skein. Happy, happy 40th to you.

  67. Wow. As the 7 year-old Sidekick commented, “That must be some sock”. I had tears in my eyes as I recognized all those fiber rock stars, starting with Annie. Wow, wow, wow.

  68. In preparation for the Worldwide Knit in Public Day I showed my friends and co-fiber addicts this post and at the end there was that one big question: where did they get that “I swatched” tee??? MUST HAVE!
    A lot of German knitters would appreciate some further directions, please.
    PS: happy anniversary, Steph, from Monika, Marion, Bärbel, Susanne, Biene, Daniela, Kerstin, Brigitte, Lucie, Carina, Carola, Eva, Jana, Laura, Nathalie, and all those whose name I forgot at Maschenkunst get together in Köln.

  69. My birthday is also June 14 and I did not knit in public, for which I am somewhat ashamed. Will not make that mistake next year.

  70. Happy Birthday! Now that you are 40 I agree with you that you should get a makeover, clothes, hair, etc. Maybe we will call What Not To Wear for you!

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