My mind is a jumbled mess at the moment.
Last Saturday was an oddly busy day for me. First thing in the morning, my entire family (minus my sister and a cousin) arrived at my Grandma’s house to do yard work. There were 12 of us, and we re-landscaped the entire side-hill of her yard. It wasn’t easy. I have the blisters and sunburns to prove it.
Saturday afternoon was an entirely different story. I hung out with my brother’s ex-girlfriend.
Which is weird, let me tell you. J. and I have always been friendly, but until her and my brother broke up, we weren’t friends or anything. Since they broke up, though, we’ve been emailing and chatting on ICQ, and on Saturday, we hung out for the first time ever.
J. is the only knitter I know in real life, besides myself and my mum. Which, originally is all we talked about. So, on Saturday, we went to the yarn store. Or three, to be precise. First we headed out to Frog Pond Knits, which I had never been to. She picked out some sock yarn, and I did the only act of goodwill in knitting I will ever do.
She picked out yarn that I wanted badly. And I didn’t fight her for it.
However, she’s going to knit arm warmers, and the yarn was a lovely mottled gray and black, which would go with absolutely everything she wore (as it would if I had arm warmers from it). Refrained from straying outside my budget, and only picked up a set of needles that I needed, to replace some that had gone missing (damn black hole in Dustin’s room).
Then, we went to Rumpelstiltskin , which also, I had never been to. We got slightly lost downtown, as the shop is at 10th and R, and R isn’t a real street for a bit, as it’s taken over by lightrail. There, I managed to keep purchases down to on skein of Cascade 220, for which it has a definite purpose. It’s gray, though, in keeping with my strange affinity to all things gray.
We tried to head out to Filati after that, but by the time we got there (just after 5pm), they were closed. So, when J. says lets go shopping, she means it.
Filati is the best of the stores by far, as it has the biggest selection, and all the British brands. The other stores didn’t even carry Rowan. Which is one of my guilty pleasures, along with Koigu, which also, only Filati carries.
However, the other two stores do offer spinning lessons, which Filati doesn’t, so I know that I’ll be headed out to one of them this summer to learn. Probably Frog Pond Knits, as it’s the closest to the house.
By the way, yes it was weird hanging out with my brother’s ex. I wouldn’t hang out with K’s ex (unless it was You). I didn’t feel like it was wrong, only that I shouldn’t tell my brother about it. And J. stayed and ate dinner with us like she used to, and my mom said yesterday at work that she felt like she was “cheating” on my brother, because she still likes J., even though they’re broken up.
I’m not giving up my only knitting friend just because her and my brother aren’t together anymore. We just don’t talk about him at all. It’s working so far. Although, I am a bit worried that she’s using me to get to my brother. But, time will tell.
—”Calm Before the Storm,” Take This to Your Grave: Fall Out Boy
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