Today I received a package from Amazon.com. I wondered, "What the hell is this?" and then I remembered. Almost two months ago I had a friend order me some knitting books as my birthday present from him.
That's right, TWO MONTHS!
I'd completely forgotten about them, but when they showed up I knew instinctively that these were it. These were my first knitting books that anyone else had ever bought for me. (Also, I only had one other book about knitting so this is a fairly large addition to my personal knitty library.)
In the past two hours, I have devoured 133 pages of Yarn Harlot: The Secret Life of a Knitter and after that I am going to read The Sweater Workshop cover to hardcover. (That's right, I have a hardcover copy of The Sweater Workshop. I think I might squee I'm just so happy.)
Two months, and they had only shipped about three days ago. Two months my books sat aronud waiting to join up. Friggin'fraggin'backorders...
BUT THEY'RE HEEEEERE!