Okay, so I’m not exactly Agatha Christie and it was pretty obvious what was in that box, right?
What? You need proof? Here ya go!
What? You’ve never been excited and celebrated a purchase with a martini before? Blogless Sharon and I decided that a Strauch Finest drum carder was too classy to celebrate with plain old wine, it called for Grey Goose martinis.
Yes, it’s true. Sharon and I purchased a drum carder. Shut up. You knew it was inevitable. And so exciting! I wish you could have heard Sharon. She squealed! She hummed! She practically vibrated with the excitement of carding fiber!
Sharon wasn’t the only one excited by the fiber, either. Mason was beside himself. I think he was high on the lanolin or something because he was literally rolling in the fleece.
So, that’s that. We now own a drum carder. Bring on the fleece!