…was a very interesting one. Want to hear? (of course you do, you wouldn’t be reading this if you weren’t…sorry)
Saturday was the annual Franklin County Fibertwist. It was also the day that I was supposed to get a back door and window in my house. I decided, for the safety of everyone involved, that I needed to not be home while my FIL-to-be and his friend ripped apart my home and tromped through my gardens. Here is the door and windows that were to be replaced:
(taken with iPhone, early in the morning…sorry so grainy) We think, possibly, that the door and windows are, if not original, at least 100 years old. I could be wrong, but considering how drafty they all were, odds are I’m not. ;o) I’m thinking they might be younger than the house because we think the laundry room was added on as a kitchen. But we’re not sure. You see, my house? Is an enigma, wrapped in a puzzle. Built in the late 1700’s as a rooming house for the chair factory down the street, it’s a mixture of rooms, chimney holes, brick chimneys and pieced together flooring that doesn’t really make much sense to us, but it’s fun to try to figure out. ;o)
So Saturday morning, I throw the dogs at drop the dogs off to Dobby (who has her own apartment now…did I mention that?) for the day and leave for the Twist.
I spent the day enjoying being surrounded by yarn, hanging out with Kim and believing in my FIL-to-be and the promises of a new wall when I returned.
I got home and saw RR wandering around the driveway looking a bit shell-shocked, gazing at piles of wood under plastic. I looked at my house and saw this:
Not only did I not have a new wall, I didn’t have A. WALL. yay. I also had to walk over that lovely piece of plywood that you see there leading from my old broken down step to my (EMPTY!) doorway. Those who know me well, know that I can’t even go up to the second step on a ladder without freaking out. Let’s just say RR has the patience of a saint – he helped me over the gaping chasm. *ahem*
Sunday dawned rainy and cold – I sat in my sewing/stash room, petted my new skeins of yarn and tried to ignore the hammering…it took some time but on Monday night…
I not only had a door, but had a new porch, two new steps and a new window. Now we just need to find the can of ‘my FIL-to-be-is-a-painter tan’ to paint the new siding to match. ;o)
…the one with all the enhancement.
Stash enhancement, that is. ;o)
When Risa arrived on Friday, the second thing she did (after admiring my peonies – Tina, you can stop giggling now – and laughing at my dogs) was throw yarn at me. I know!
This yarn began as roving I gave to her a couple of months ago, never expecting to see it again. Isn’t it gorgeous? It’s a true three-ply and the first she’s ever done. How lucky am I? ;o)
Next up are the fest acquisitions:
The above was purchased at Massachusetts S&W (if you click after the whole page loads, you can click through all the photos on this post like a slideshow). From left to right: Wool Peddler BFL in “Barnwood”, Wool Peddler Merino in “Enchanted”, Spunky Eclectic Superwash Merino in “Rocky Mountain High” and Spunky Eclectic Panda (Merino/Bamboo) in “Potluck”. I bought one more Spunky Panda hank-o-roving but since I’m spinning it already (on Emma), my living room is a cave and the sun has disappeared, I couldn’t take a picture of that one yet.
I didn’t mention in my last post that I took Risa to visit Colorful Stitches on Friday. I also neglected to mention that some yarn happened to jump into my bag while I was there:
It freaking sparkles, how cool is that? ;o) (she made it, even. If you follow that link to her Etsy shop up there ^ odds are good you can get some of your own…)
This past weekend was the Massachusetts Sheep & Wool fest in Cummington. It was decided many moons ago that Risa was going to be visiting – which made the weekend even more exciting!
She arrived on Friday and the first thing I did was drag her into the back yard to show her this:
(you know, because that’s what she came up here for, to see my garden. Not.) There’s seven blooms this year, which is a record. I *heart* this plant!
The next thing she saw was this:
Jazz? Is nuts. (she’s the one on the left, Beanie’s the little one on the right) She runs and runs and runs and runs then stops and then runs some more after she bites at Beanie and gets her mad enough to chase her again. Nuts.
Then RR came home and Jazzy showed off her mad skillz (she jumps into your arms on command now – most of the time. *ahem*):
and her tongue. She has serious tongue. And jump skillz. ;o)
Then there were many hours of spinning, eating and watching of movies. We went to bed kinda early because…well, because I’m old and fall asleep after the 11 o’clock news and because we had to get up early the next morning to get to the fest….
…where we saw the usual suspects (and blog free Manise and Sharon – and I hope I didn’t forget anyone but I probably did and I’m sorry, we all know I have no memory and I suck) …and sheep and wool and wheels and stuff and more stuff and…and…well, I’m just going to show you more pictures:
Those last two? You can’t get any more predictable than that. (Risa buying Neopolitan flavored roving and Laurie cleaning out the fleece sale) ;op
Then I had a little get-together at the house where I may have imbibed a drinky or two and completely forgot to use the camera. Oopsies. Though there are some pictures here (scroll down…you can see Sarah and Tamara and Michelle and Harriet and Tim and Diane (blog-free)…and…and…I think that’s it).
Oh and you’re just going to have to wait ’til Friday to see what I bought…and what was gifted to me. ;o)
…I do that sometimes. ;o)
Since I’m not 100% happy with the knitting these days I’ve been spending some time at the wheel. Here is a peek at my ‘singles basket’ – this is where I put my bobbins of singles waiting to be plied:
Waiting patiently from left to right we have: two bobbins of Crown Mtn Farms Corrie Pencil Roving in ‘Tibetan Dreams’; two bobbins of Crown Mtn Farms Superwash Merino in ‘Blue Suede Shoes’ and hiding between them a bobbin of Spunky Eclectic Superwash Merino in ‘Grand Opening’. (Thanks to blog-free Manise for helping me figure out that last one, I couldn’t remember the colorway to save my life)
I should be able to get some of this plied up over the weekend since Risa arrives on Friday and when she’s here it turns into a spinfest. ;o) She’s coming up for the Massachusetts S&W fest this weekend – we’ll be there, will you?