To Master Lorenzo, who is awesome and officially a Laurel now.
And thanks to RobbingPeter, who has fed myself and my husband for two days now, and who gave me a ride home. The cinnamon tarts are all gone. The CG asked if I was going to freeze any, and I said I might if I thought they’d last that long, but they so didn’t.
The event was fun, and I ate so very much food (silly me – thinking that I was SOL because I hadn’t planned meals), and it rained for court, which was its own sort of natural air-conditioning. At dinner afterward, we attempted to recruit a new member in the bathroom of the restaurant.
My next project for the SCA will most likely be the Islamic-style book. I plan on making prototypes soon.
And I think this is the sock for the Valkyrie:
I know the Valkyrie isn’t handspun, but the pattern is lovely, and well-suited to STR mediumweight.
By day, I'm a graphic designer. By night, I'm a knitter. I'm doing my part to keep Hotlanta stylish.
I imagine that if you don't already understand the title of the blog, you're probably confused and perhaps slightly annoyed, but never fear - I do have a reason (and it's a good one). Having gone to hear Stephanie Pearl McPhee, and then having been inspired to blog about knitting, I found myself wondering what to call the blog. I recalled a conversation I had with Mouse and the Chicken Goddess about why it is a Bad Idea to anger knitters - this conversation was following SPM, aka the Yarn Harlot telling the assembled throng about Those Who Do Not Understand Knitting and Therefore Belittle It Much to the Chagrin of Others, or TWDNUKTBMCO, which is not the acronym she used but is the one I'm using because I forgot hers - that is, we are numerous and we all have very pointy sticks, easily transforming into an angry mob.
Therefore, knitters = angry mob.
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