Well, well, well. All that advice about ditching the wallpaper and going to WEBS? Nice. Very nice. Too bad WEBS was already sold out. However, after reading the post and the comments, Dale offered to drive me out to Grafton on Friday night. Who knew the blog could be a tool for marital communication?
So, off we went to Grafton. We arrived at Classic Yarns at almost the same time as Judy and Cindy. Dale doesn’t know either of them but they were both waving to him from their car. He turned to me and said, “Ummm, I think those might be friends of yours over there.” And Judy told him, when I introduced them, that they recognized him from the blog. It always cracks me up how we “know” each other before we actually meet face to face. Laurie was also already at the shop – she snuck up behind me and gave me a big ole hug. Sandy and Claudia arrived shortly and we all ducked out for a quick visit with Stephanie, Linda Roghaar and her mister, before Steph had to give her talk.
The yarn shop was exceedingly small and packed to the gills with knitters and bloggers.
I hung in the back, allowing those who didn’t know the guest of honor, to move to the front to hear her speak. Besides, there was too much knitting and gossiping and planning going on in the back of the store. I didn’t want to miss out on any of that! While I was hanging out, Cece told me that the plug I gave for sponsoring here in the Breast Cancer 3 Day had gotten her some sponsors. But, she could always use more. Just saying.
I was so happy to see Mamacate and Marcy! I know we’ve discussed Cate’s status as my spinning wheel pimp, and it’s still true. But all I can say is that I’d better stay away from Marcy. I’ll have to move to a bigger house to make room for all the wheels she wants me to buy.
After the yarn shop there was dinner with a whole gaggle of knit bloggers.
left to right, Cate, Stitchy, Wendy, Jackie
The Boston girls were there in full force – Stitchy, Wendy, Jackie, Maryse and Kellee. Both Kate and Kristen had driven down from Maine and Kat had driven down from New Hampshire. Theresa was there, too. And Maryse’s husband Joe really does exist because he was there. Until we scared him off, anyway. Special thanks go out to Amy Sue who hooked us up with a fantastic spot for dinner! I understand the margaritas were excellent but I stick to my usual martinis.
We didn’t get home until after midnight but it was worth it! The rest of the weekend was all about painting and wallpapering but letting those things slide for a gathering of friends was definitely the right thing to do.