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So I was all ready to update here today and post pictures of what I’ve been knitting, but I don’t have those pictures uploaded to my flickr account, so I can’t. So pretend that there are pictures of 2×2 ribbing for my Central Park Hoodie, what looks like I’m knitting pink panties for the dog hoodie I’m making for my mom’s crazy ass dog, a pink scarf, botched attempts at a lace pattern, and a sock.

Instead, I’ll woo you all with my knitting-related activities of late.

All two of them.

I, like every other knitter in Los Angeles (ok, not every knitter) went to the Central Library to see the Yarn Harlot woo and amuse us all with her stories.

To say she was just funny would be an understatement. But then, anyone that’s read her blog or any of her books knows that’s she’s more than just a funny knitter. She was fantastic, but I think we all knew she would be.

I was very amused by the library cop who cracked the whip to keep us in a straight line before the event.

She got WAY too much pleasure in yelling at a bunch of knitters to get in a proper line. It made me wonder what her home life must be like, and her poor, poor husband. If there is a husband.

I didn’t notice them at the time, but apparently a lot of ASK were there, including Wen, who I kept hearing, but could never see, which was frustrating as hell. Of course, when I read all my knit blogs Monday after, I saw me and my group in the background of practically every one of their blogs, which made me laugh.

Saturday, I met up with some of my knitting homies for some yarn shopping and lunch.

We met at Alamitos Bay Yarn Co., where I had never been before. I have to say, I found it to be a very charming little store.

I feel confident in saying that, because I work right around the corner from a snooty yarn store that sells almost no yarn that costs less than $20 a skein, which is out of this girl’s price range. And the people that shop there are complete ASSHOLES. L’Atelier is well known as “one of those” LYS for a reason. (Although the two girls that work there that I’ve dealt with have been fairly friendly. I’ve had to go there for needles or stitch markers, etc. when I’m knitting on my lunch break at work.)

I enjoyed looking and feeling all the yarns that they had in the store. And, of course, I had to buy some.

Five skeins of Rowan Summer Tweed. I have to say, I really love Rowan yarns. More than I can afford to. I saw some of the Felted Tweed, and fell in love. I wanted to buy twenty or thirty balls of it right then and there, but I’d have to sell one of my kidneys first.

I also bought some Jitterbug sock yarn.

(That’s not a very good picture.)

I also bought some Lorna’s Laces sock yarn in Flame (pink, red, orange colors), but I guess I didn’t upload those pictures. It’s pretty, though.

If I go back before the end of the month, I get 20% off of my order since my birthday is the 28th. I am tempted.

Damn you, yarn.

After shopping, we went over and had lunch at the restaurant next door.

In the back: Wen, Michelle, and Silvia.
In the front: Me, Carolyn, La, and Jill.

There was much enjoyment to be had. We ate, drank, talked trash, and even knitted a little.

I even managed to embarrass a waiter, which surprised me, because he claimed to be a staff photographer at the Playboy Mansion on Sundays. Now, I’ve never been to the Playboy Mansion, but I have to assume things more shocking than the word “vagina” happen at these events.

I’m just saying.

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