The good news…

Today, I have good news and bad news.

The good news is that my lovely daughter Amanda has returned from her European music adventure, safe, sound and seemingly unharmed. (I think I took a deep breath for the first time in two weeks on Saturday when I laid eyes on her. I don’t recommend sending your children far away if you are a nervous or imaginative mother. I have spent the last two weeks mentally writing scenarios in which Amanda met with international disaster involving everything from a handsome but evil young huster named “Michèl” to a kidnapping starring an enormous and vicious mutant albatross with a nest upon the cliffs.)

The bad news?


Amanda was apparently only glad to see me for about thirty seconds. Then she made this face at me. (It’s good to know I haven’t lost my touch and can still continue my life’s work of wreaking humiliation and embarrassment on my children no matter how far they travel, how long they are gone or how old they get. I’m not sure if she made this face because I was simply within her personal space, because I was documenting her arrival for the blog or because I had announced my intention to strip search her and check for tattoos. Anybody’s guess really.)

The good news is Norma has come over to the dark side and procured herself a spinning wheel. (Welcome Norma, and kiss your remaining closet space goodbye.)

The bad news is that in an enormous sweep of cosmic balancing, on the day that she got herself a lovely Ashford Traditional, mine broke.


The little thingie that holds the flyer to the maiden has snapped off. I’m not naming any names, ( cough<megan>cough) but someone was spinning and was wanton and completely reckless with no decent regard for the prized possession of the woman who gave her life something went wrong. I’d imagine that all I need to do is have the aforementioned “thingie” replaced (How do you order a piece that you don’t know the name of?). The horror of finding it snapped off with a dangling, disengaged flyer and a limp, lifeless drive band still has me shaken and frail, though the rage has passed with the child in question still in one piece and living with me. (Her room is really, really clean right now).

The good news is that without a spinning wheel I make really good time on my socks.


The bad news is that I have apparently suffered a substantial break with reality and human foot size.


What was I thinking? I mean seriously, I have freakishly small feet and these are way too small for me. The leg is fine, the width is fine and then I just hauled off and made a toe, like… mid foot. It’s like I live in an alternate universe where human foot size is variable and stumpy. I’m going to have to yank them back and add some length. Who wants to bet that after that they are too long?

The good news is that I still love the garter vine sweater, and have finished the vast expanse of the back and done a three needle bind off to attach the finished front.


The bad news is that I attached the front to the wrong side so that the freaking armhole runs smack down the front of the thing and I have placed the neck right over my shoulder. (Note: there is no way to just try and figure out a way to make a scoop neck out of the armhole. I thought of that already.)


The good news is that the March Break ends tomorrow and I am hoping that having a couple of consecutive hours where some person doesn’t clear out the fridge, bug their sister until they make that screaming noise, run the battery down on the phone or say “Mum?” every 47 seconds might allow me to knit something without screwing it up so profoundly that everyone landing on this blog today wonders if I’m smart enough to dress myself in the morning.

The bad news is that a return to my baseline level of attention, concentration and intelligence is probably not enough.

89 thoughts on “The good news…

  1. At least the cardigan is pretty! (Or it will be after you get done attaching the parts correctly.)

  2. Oh, your poor wheel! Now you know why I have a spare wheel (or two …). You would not dream of owning just one pair of knitting needles or set of double pointed needles, now would you??
    Now is clearly the time to send more fiber (gives an evil chuckle).

  3. Glad Amanda is home safe. As for the rest of it…what else can I say but that when it rains it pours. If it is any consolation, it is refreshing to know that even a knitter of your skill and experience can still be rattled enough to make “mistakes”. Here’s to better knitting-better everything-this week.

  4. Your goof was only half as bad as mine. I attached both shoulders of my Kid Soft sweater backwards last week. I went to bed feeling proud and accomplished and awoke to feeling foolish and flighty.
    So take heart, you are not alone. As if that’s any consolation…

  5. I’ve started the Traveler’s socks from that Road book 5 times (FIVE!) because I was trying to knit while my 10-year-old was around. A few mistakes were made when he wasn’t even trying to speak to me – his very presence utterly distracts me.
    When you fix the socks, be careful to not make 2 left feet.

  6. BOOK, BOOK, BOOK! It’s in NYC Barnes & Nobles (why does say it can’t be delivered until April?) and I’m buying many copies. I think one for each room would be a good start. Of course, I only have two rooms — but then there are all those copies I must buy for friends, especially the ones who *don’t* knit. Once they read even a little of it, they might understand… CONGRATULATIONS, you author you! When your offspring hiss at you, just sniff at them and remind them that YOU have written a BOOK. So there.

  7. I’m sorry the plastic thingy snapped! I have a couple of suggestions. Search on “ashford maintenance kit,” and contact one of the vendors who come up. The maintenance kit doesn’t have the part you need, but the people who carry it could help. I found one, The Woolery, that has parts I don’t know what they are. (I’m betting “bushing” is what you need.) A metal-working friend make me a pair of them out of brass, and they’re wonderful. Maybe you could trade something fibery for them.

  8. At least yours all had break at the same time. I’m working on the 3rd consecutive week of someone home to bug me (there were a couple of snow days thrown in) and they always seem to invite a few extra kids over too so I hear “umm.. Mrs D?” as much as I hear “Hey Mom can I..” or “s/he took/hid/hit my….”. Right now it’s the 15yo who won’t get out of bed and the 4yo who “really doesn’t need a nap”. Email the wheel photo to Claudia at She listened to me describe the two “thingies” that were broken and/or missing from my wheel and said “oh, is this what you mean” while holding out the exact pieces I needed before I even finished my garbled description of said pieces. If she doesn’t stock them, I sure she can order them for you. After the ball winder and the wheel though, I think I’d hold off using the swift til after the kids go back to school.

  9. well hon, if you decide NOT to rip the sock back and just proceed with the other sock you can dulaan them. That is what I am doing 🙂
    love the lace cardigan. I have TOTALLY done that neck arm thing.. and I feel for ya.

  10. The Good News: She’s home! Safe and sound…whew. Gotta tell ya, she’s not even my kid and I too worried away the past week for her! I’m a real chicken of a traveler and I’m so in awe that she made that trip, at her age!
    The Bad News: No spinning tomorrow? *pout*
    More Bad News: Why hasn’t Amazon sent me your bookbookbook yet??????

  11. Stephanie–my teenage son tripped over my wheel and his foot landed on my flyer. I had to replace the whole upper assembly to get the parts–which means I have a spare piece of what you have broken there. Can I mail it to you? Ashford Trad, right?

  12. Sorry for the temporarily broken wheel, what a pain! At least it didn’t happen halfway through a spinning class, though (and yes, I’m speaking from personal experience). On the bright side, I was at Maryland Sheep and Wool festival taking the class, and was able to get a quick replacement at the Carolina Homespun booth. They had baskets full of ‘thingies’ to paw through. I recommend that you buy more than one!

  13. She’s home, and I think that face means only that she hasn’t gone through some personality change while gone. No pod person there! Enjoy your freedom, till summer hehe 🙂

  14. Just HOW freakishly small are we talking here? ’cause mine are 6.5 and look like Fred Flintstone’s feet when I spread them out (I’ll post a photo if you don’t believe me about FF). I live dangerously close to the Fleece Artist AND I’ve even been to Lucy Neatby’s HOUSE, if you know what I mean… (oh my god, I think I just propositioned your sock).
    Nice face on the so-glad-she-wasn’t-abducted-by-Magneto world-travelling kid. I think I’ve made that face myself. Do you think yours may have looked similar on your return from Rhinebeck last year?

  15. Sorry for the rough day. It happens to all of us. The good news is while you were suffering your book was flying off the shelves.
    The book distributor my store deals with received it on Friday in their Pennsylvania warehouse, it sold out in hours…hours!
    I couldn’t wait for mine to arrive so I went to the local Barnes and Noble where 10 were on the shelf. In my best friend’s B and N they were down to 9 when she checked on it (she’s not sure how many came in).
    You’re not just a published author, now you’re a successful one as well.

  16. To get a replacement part, I recommend photographing the offending piece, and sending in a photo with the request for parts.

  17. firstly: i found your book at the barnes and noble in woodmere, ohio. i dragged my mum in after i had to go shopping with her, asked the saleswoman where i’d find the knitting. and then magic. i love it. my stepmom, who doesn’t even knit, loves it. you’ve done a brilliant job, really.
    secondly: i, too, have procured a spinning wheel of my very own. it’s going to be here in just a couple of weeks. i can’t wait.

  18. I feel for you on attaching the front of your sweater in the wrong place. I knit a Lopi sweater once (mistake #1 as I live in Tex.) and attached one sleeve correctly and one sleeve so that it emerged from my right breast. The sweater is now several felted bags.

  19. I broke the exact same thingy on an Ashford Trad. that I had rented from my guild…so I replaced it with some really stiff leather that I had a shoemaker cut for me. I figure the leather is less likely to give and then snap when I overtighten the drive band again…(mea culpa, it’s easy to do).
    There is no bookbookbook in Kingston, or in the ‘burbs…I asked for my birthday, and all I got was promise, but I won’t give up!

  20. Dear Yarn-Harlot.
    Don’t be sad about the putting the front the wrong place-thing. My mother once sewed a sleeve into the neck hole and did not notice before my sister tried helplessly to fit into that thing. It was a green monster tee out of Fun Fur 🙂 you will do just fine. At leat you do not have to undo a billion of tiny stitches in dark green fun fur!

  21. Firstly, my husband laughed repeatedly while reading your book. My husband laughing over a knitting book is the equivalent of Joe gushing over the yarn you woke him up to show him. Bask in the glow for a very long time.
    Secondly, the patterns for the Rhinebeck sweater and the dragon mittens were noticeably missing from my copy of the bookbookbook. They will perhaps be in bookbook2?
    Thirdly, now that I know it is possible to attach the front of a sweater to the back in a number of ways (thanks, fellow commenters), you realize I’m doomed to repeat each mistake in sympathy with the blog?
    Finally, I hope the Hank-man is better. I’ve been worrying about him all weekend. Is his mother fixing him chicken/miso soup? Was he well enough to enjoy the Easter bunny’s bounty? When will Aunt Stephanie get to babysit again?

  22. I’m so glad to hear that she’s back home safe and sound! Don’t worry, one day she’ll be greatful that you worry about her.
    I just got back from my lunch break in Minneapolis, Minnesota. I went over to the nearest book store, and BOUGHT YOUR BOOK!! I was so excited to see it, that I wanted to do a little dance in honor of you!

  23. It’s a bushing. You can make a new one out of some sole-leather, which you can find at the back of a closet or at the thrift store in the form of a shoe-sole. Cut with a utility knife and great care.

  24. “hey mom, hey mom, hey mom, hey mom,” said the 4 children on break-the central illinois equivalent of “mum” every 47 seconds. i’m filled with empathy. and counting down the minutes until tuesday morning at 8! might be time for chocolate…

  25. Amazon shipped my copy of the book, book, book yesterday. With regards to your spinning wheel part, Ashford is really good about that sort of thing. If you email Richard Ashford, he is likely to send you a new part for free.

  26. I’m very happy your daughter made it home safe.
    Just wanted to let you know my copy of the BOOKBOOKBOOK just arrived (had it shipped to work in case it needed a sig) Think my boss will let me leave early so I can start reading NOW? =)

  27. I just had to say I love reading your blog…It is so refreshing..Glad your daughter is back home nice and safe.

  28. Glad to see Amanda home – those 30 seconds of gladness for parental units will be all you get for a while. She IS a teenager, y’know!
    I know your feelings about attaching right sides to wrong side of sweater/shirt/whatever piece goes on the top half of the body. I made a shirt for hubby for Renaissance, and it took 3 tries before I got a) the sleeve turned right side out, in the armhole, and b) the left sleeve in the left armhole! (in my defense, it was muslin, which doesn’t have an obvious right and wrong side to the fabric)

  29. Just wanted to let you know that my son made it back safely from Savannah, GA! He swears he actually visited the college he got three excused days off from school to visit!

  30. Poor Megan, I hope she wasn’t too traumatized by the little thingie flying off. Well, at least not as traumatized as you. I am sure that your dealer will know what you mean by the little thingie. But at least you are knitting right now. And I am waiting for my Amazon order to arrive with your new book. I was tempted to review it without actually having the book in my hands since i know I will love it.

  31. What I find puzzling is that after reading about your broken whatsis, I wandered over to the Ashford site and now find I have an irresistible urge to buy a spinning wheel. Misery loves company?
    I’m writing a review of your book for my blog. It’ll appear this week. And it will not, just so you know, include the expression “weasel-faced.”

  32. The replacement bushings only cost about $1.50 (US). They have them at my local shop if you have trouble finding one.
    I *always* seam at least two parts of my sweaters together the wrong way. I’ve sewed cuffs to shoulders, sleeves to backs (instead of front to back). I am a marvel.

  33. My gosh. This is better than tv. Horror and fascination, gasps of despair! Anguish at seeing the poor “thing” broken. Looks of disguised disgust from a teen. (Maybe it was just the photo. No one wants a photo taken of them when they get off a international flight where they were squished to death, served something that resembled food but tasted more like cardboard saturated in fat, and possibly farted on if she sat near the lavoratories. That’s without getting drooled on by someone else next to them who had mistaken them for a pillow)
    It seems that spinning wheels are in danger when it comes to coexisting with teens. They should sell big acrylic boxes to fit over them like a museum showpiece. Protect them from teenagers. I guess you could stick it in a playpen…
    I say you celebrate the lovely return to school with some coffee, a hit of screech, chocolate, and hug some pretty yarn. Admire the clean room since they don’t last long.

  34. I once helped a friend learn to sew a zipper into a dress and, yep, the side seams were placed together and the zipper painstakingly sewn in — it takes a LOT of ripping to get a machine sewn zipper out without cutting the fabric. It was a valuable lesson at age 14 and I triple check every time to make sure I have the pieces the right way. Now that I have written that, the next 5 sweaters will be assembled wrongly and the knitting goddess will have her revenge.

  35. I am breathing a sigh of relief that Amanda is safely home. I hope she will share some of her experiences with us. Just to let you know, my son went on school ski trips to Austria. Twenty years later, I am now hearing the REAL details.
    Love the nouveau sweater arrangement. Could be a trend.

  36. I was going to tell you to look up the Woolery, but someone beat me to it. Good news is it is an easy inexpensive fix.
    More good news! Book Book Book is in Louisville, KY!!! at the local Barnes and Noble. The girl at the checkout was laughing over the title…seems she recently took up knitting.

  37. CRAP – what is it this week with things breaking??? Your wheel AND your ball winder get busted and my wooden swift broke an arm???
    Is there some kind of knitting planet in retrograde or something?
    *goes to prepare sacrifice for the knitting gods & goddesses*

  38. I’m about to travel to that dark side myself… And you generating attention to spinning wheels isn’t helping prices go down…
    That’s OK, I’m negotiating for a friend’s mother’s wheel. Let’s not ask how many bags of wool, silk, ingeo, and other fun acquisitions I ALREADY have. Let’s just say a drop spindle didn’t do it for me, but at least gave me permission to buy.

  39. I know it is not the exact same thing, but when I bought my wheel, one of the major selling points was overhearing the vendor say that it was absolutely dog tooth proof. The thing he didn’t say was that the bobbins are not metallic yu-gi-oh sticker-proof. Single-motherhood with young boys (7 and 8) is always an adventure…

  40. Gahhh! Poor broken thingy. If enabling is any consolation, I’ll have you know that I began reading your blog recently and I’ve already read through all the archives. Funny enough, my knitting output has grown since I began. And, we have the same birthday! Whee! I like it when other people don’t work on my birthday.
    And then… I received an unsolicited catalog from The Woolery. (Addressed to my husband. What’s with that?) So I’m drooling and dropping many many fine hints.
    Three cheers for the End of Break. May this be the last of Broken Thingies for a while.

  41. Oh, and by the way, the garter vine sweater is gorgeous. You say it is your pattern…share?

  42. My Good News??: Book Book Book! I got it from the little bookstore ( in Sunnyvale, CA that I work at, and I /love/ it! You rock, Steph!

  43. I have that exact same shirt that Amanda is wearing in that picture. It’s one of my favorites. Silly coincidence, I know…but same name AND same shirt? May I ask what her middle name is? Hehehe

  44. I am happy Amanda is home safe. When I sent my then 14 year old across the continent from our town of 70,000 to NYC, I managed to pick a fight just before she got on the plane. I cried the whole time she was gone.
    I know nothing about spinning wheels. I am resisting the dark (hands over ears) “La la la la la”
    I ordered your Book Book Book from my independent bookseller. He assures me I will have it next weekend. My no longer private prayer is that your book tour will bring you to BC and I can have it autographed.

  45. Awwww CRAP! I was going to proposition the freakishly small sock as well before I read Stephanie VW’s comment (although I’m pretty freaking excited to find out that there is someone else out there that refers to her feet as Freddy Flynnstone feet), mine are just a touch smaller that Stephanie VW’s (6) but if they would still be too big my best friend Erin’s feet are indeed freakishly small. Seriously they are barely a size 5 (how do they hold her up?).
    Just sayin’
    SO glad Amanda made it back fine and with her normal sunny disposition! 🙂

  46. Just want to say ….
    I adore you!
    for so many reasons, not the least of which are:
    1) you motivate me to knit
    2) you make me long for my spinning to resume
    3) you motivate me to blog!
    4) you reassure me daily that
    a) mine aren’t the only kids who do that to me
    b) mine isn’t the only knitting that does that to me (it LIES I tell you, it LIES! It sits there sweetly and tells you the foot is x inches when it’s really x-2; or that you’re connecting the correct pieces .. or that you’re placing the thumb right or….).
    c) no matter how bad it is, a bit of perspective can make it funny.
    THANK YOU for being there.
    Now, please call my LYBS and tell them to get the darned book book book on their shelves already before I break down and give my money to Amazon

  47. Just wanted to let you know that your little book has been spotted (and removed) from the shelves of the Barnes & Noble in Lynchburg Virginia. My almost-14 year old daughter and I are fighting over who gets to read it first…

  48. Man oh man, I am thrilled I am not the only knitwit who messes up the three needle bind-off. I did the same thing too many times getting the pieces backassward, and a three needle bindoff is hard to pick out. Last year while taking a class with Lily Chin she mentioned that the right sides have to be kissing each other. Lightbulb moment!
    Glad to hear the darling daughter is home safe and sound. The sour look is nature’s way of allowing mothers to kick the kids out of the nest (eventually). I practically jump for joy when my college age son comes home and again when he LEAVES!

  49. I’m glad to read that your daughter returned home safe and sound. I’ve introduced your blog to several women in my knitting group, and we’re all happy to hear about your book! It was a topic of discussion at our meeting last night.

  50. You are welcome to borrow one of mine, what’s a telve hour drive when spinning’s at stake. Yeah, okay: a twelve hour drive twice, that’s a little daunting. Once, I was 25 and I laughed at such trivialities. But I didn’t have kids then and I hadn’t yet read the warning labels on no-doze.
    Welcome home, Amanda . . . Wanna do some driving for your mom?

  51. I have been visiting your blog for awhile & I finally have to let you know how much I enjoy reading it. I can’t eat or drink anything while reading for fear of messing up my computer! I have made lots of knitting mistakes over the years & thought that I was just, lets say…unique. Tomorrow I will be checking to see if your book has made it to the west coast (BC).
    I’m really looking forward to it. Kudos to you!!!!

  52. Yea – she’s home and still normal! So sorry to hear about your wheel, although it should be easy to fix. My aunt-in-law just told me I could have her wheel since she doesn’t spin anymore (and large bags of dark brown, black, and off-white wool that are inhabiting her house), and I’m tickled! Of course, I have to wait til fall to get it, and having just bought a fleece at a shearing last week, that’s going to just about kill me (although I did spin up a whole 21.75 yards (3ply) this weekend and it spins like a dream – light gray Romney). I have visions of many many sweaters…. (*sigh*)

  53. While my heart is with you every step of the way, I have to admit that you bring me great comfort both with the motherhood experiences and knitting the front on to the wrong side. I just did that about a month ago. I made one of my husband’s socks longer than the other one too and I didn’t even realise it until I took it out of the dryer and it wouldn’t match up. He never said a word and says he didn’t notice….love is great. I’m sure by now you’ve heard from everyone and their mother about where to find your broken wheel part for repair but THAT is a major bummer and I’m sorry it happened. And that the child isn’t missing a limb! I’m so proud of you! Losing your ball winder and spinning wheel all within a week is a bit much to ask anyone to bear so I hope someone got you chocolate for Easter whether you celebrate it or not. You know, to soften these blows you are taking and bring you comfort. I hope you have a much better day tomorrow. I remain eagerly awaiting my edition of your first ever printed book. I know it will come one of these days and I’m trying to be patient……

  54. My DH says you just mess up your knitting so you can blog about it. In a Freudian way, of course.
    I’m getting somebody-who-reads-this-blog-so-there-is-a-chance-she-might-see-this your book for her birthday.

  55. This is my first post to this great blog. I’m enjoying it very much and wanted to report a BookBookBook sighting at my local Barnes & Noble in Baltimore, MD. I decided to play book stocker and moved all the remaining copies (after I was through) to the display shelves where the big knitting books are. Hey, it’s a small book. It needs more visibility.
    Good luck with all the mothering challenges. As the mother of a 30-year-old son, I must report that it never ends. The challenges change, but they are always managing to do something to keep you on your mother-toes.

  56. Maybe you were subconciously knitting them for the small feet of a four year old fugitive in training. With only the socks on his feet, he hasn’t got the traction to take off and run and he’ll look like one of those cartoon characters whose feet are spinning and they’re getting no where.

  57. Book sighting!!! I am coming outta my lurking closet to let you know your book is at the Big & Naughty Corporation book store in Fort Collins Colorado!!!! ( we do not have any independent book sellers in this town any more,except used books). I read your blog daily…keep writing sistrr…you gotta talent…delta

  58. I haven’t read everyone’s comments, so if this a duplication, I apologize. According to the naming sheet that came with my Traveller, the piece is called “maid upright”. Not sure if you can order it by itself, but you can definitely order a standard flyer unit (flyer, bobbins, maiden bar and uprights).

  59. BOOKBOOKBOOK…from Amazon no less…
    Congrats on surviving yet another school vacation…one of the pleasures of being a grandma is the amusement one gets from hearing one’s own children bemoaning the fact that their children are on spring break…
    I’m going to go read now…

  60. well, you wil get over all the bad stuff and soon remember only the good things, like who cares about the size of a sock if it is knitted in this fabulous yarn which looks like a tiger (maybe they fit Hank?). Where did you get this yarn anyway? On the other hand, the sweater might really improve when redoing the connection things…..
    have a fabulous day….

  61. Bushing, bushing, bushing. Who would have guessed this is a noun? And related to spinning? Delightful! I should have known that the blog where I learned the word “armscye” would continue to expand my vocabulary. Something sort of Moby Dick about learning the names of spinning wheel parts … I hope the next lesson does not involve breakage.

  62. The USA agent for Ashford spinning wheels is…
    Foxglove Fiberarts Supply
    8040 NE Day Road West, Suite 4F
    Bainbridge Island
    Washington 98110
    Tel:(+1-206) 780-2747
    Fax:(+1-206) 780-2848
    or if you want to contact New Zealand for a replacement part…
    All this info can be found on Ashford web site…
    I also suggest you sub (Free worldwide) to their magazine “The Wheel” .It comes out once a year.
    kind regards

  63. Amanda’s back! Seems like she had a great time – I hope she can be persuaded to guest-blog about her tour.
    I’m trying very very hard not to laugh about the socks or the sweater, but I’m failing miserably. Sorry ’bout that. I’m sure karma will kick me in the arse for this. 😉

  64. Your book has arrived in Seattle Stephanie! Only bumped into four people reading it on the way to the cash register, laughing.

  65. I’m in Greenville, South Carolina and picked up your book at Barnes and Noble today…I’ve been annoying my mother (also a knitter, but primarily a spinner) by guffawing all afternoon and then reading the numerous hilarious passages aloud. I love books about knitting wisdom and stuff like that (KnitLit and so on), but this one takes the cake! Bravo!

  66. Grabbed my copy of your bookbookbook today and I can’t wait to get home and start reading. You’ve officially landed in Orange County, CA, US.
    One thing you should know though, Barnes & Noble (sorry, no independents selling our beloved Harlot down here) are displaying it along the wall in a selection of titles touted as “Mother’s Day Gifts”. Egad!
    Hmmm, I wonder if there’s any way I can read and knit at the same time. We may have a little conflict here….

  67. The good news is that your book arrived today at my local book store (Schulers), the bad news is that there are only three. THREE!! I guess this means we are not on the tour? Drat.

  68. The good news is that I dyed some some soon-to-be-sock-yarn and some soon-to-be-shawl-yarn this weekend, using The Amazing Laurie’s Amazing Tutorial! Whoohoo! This was my first ever dyeing attempt, and I am thoroughly pleased with the results (although, in calmer moments, I will admit that the soon-to-be-shawl-yarn came out a rather shocking [and unexpected] shade of Nuclear Glowing Pink). This is proof that anyone can do anything if provided with good, clear instructions. So Laurie, I bow in your general direction. Many thanks for a weekend of fun. I’m looking forward to more dyepots in my future.
    The bad news is that I don’t have a copy of the BookBookBook yet. I plan to go tonight In Search Of said grail.
    The other good news is that I managed to avoid dyeing any of the cats Nuclear Glowing Pink. They tried to get in on the fun; felines have their own version of “hey, mum!” every 47 seconds, it would appear…

  69. Oh, my dearest Harlot. If I had an ounce of creativity left to leave a witty comment I would, but I am exhausted from spending tens of thousands of dollars on yarn and can only say that your post today made me laugh out freaking loud so that the neighbor across the street looked out his window to see what the crazy woman who leaves the house with tails of yarn streaming out of her purse was up to now.

  70. i went to a chapters here today, and i’m sorry to say, we don’t have your book here in edmonton either! i’m wondering what exactly their logic is. sending it to the states first. psh, i should be able to read your book soon i hope!

  71. I’m a longtime lurker, but I just had to comment that I LOVE YOUR BOOK! We (my mom and I) got it yesterday, I valiantly battled for the possesion of it, and then read every page by that night. It drove my mom crazy that I had too keep reading her the things that tickled my funny bone, so she forbade me to do so. Believe me, I would have read her the whole book if I was allowed to! I especially love the one about your daughter explaining the wool closet thing to her friend’s mom. He he he…
    Emma, age 13, Bedford, VA

  72. bookbookbook purchased today in Brookfield, Wisconsin. I actually ran to catch the bus to go get to the bookstore after confirming by phone that it was in. I haven’t ran since…uh… let’s just say my body didn’t remember what running was at first. If you want yet another ego boost (by now you could not possibly need this) and yet more proof that it’s real, a picture of it’s reality and the candy that I’m going to eat while reading it is at my blog.

  73. Ohmygosh – I’ve only recently started reading your blog, and today you’ve totally won me over with the ‘freakin’ armhole runs smack down the back’ or some such and the short sock. I’ve started a lace scarf 5 times in the last 5 days and it has 375 stitches and I can’t seem to ever get even 3 rows correct. . .I’m going to dedicate the next ripping out to you.

  74. Long time lurker, first time poster. Just wanted to let you know how much I adore reading your blog. I have just managed to order myself a copy of your book. YIPPEE!
    knitting away down under in Melbourne Australia

  75. So, I’m seriously thinking we are related in some way. Even if it is only by having the same crazy mommy gene. Thanks for the great laugh!

  76. Ohh ohh ohhh, I just got this in my email:
    >Greetings from
    >We thought you’d like to know that we shipped >your items today.
    >Qty Item Price Shipped Subtotal
    1 At Knit’s End : Meditations… 8.96

  77. It looks like you’re knitting socks for me.
    Size 4-3/4 American. And I’m an average adult.
    Of course, if the others are talking about length of feet, then the person with 5″ long feet has me beat.
    I always have to rip out socks and knit them shorter. Going to the list of sightings of bookbookbook’s writer. Philly or Wilmington, Delaware… sometime?

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