I have definately crossed over the line. I go on vacation, 2000 miles away from home and what do you think I am scouting?? Yarn stores!! I spy one. I HIKE…UPHILL 10 blocks just to get there. Why you ask. Well, because DH and kids wanted to play at the beach and being in Carmel you have to get primo parking spots early so dropping me off was not an option cuz it would have taken up a few precious seconds of thier parking hunt!! So, needless to say, by the time I get to said yarn store, I am nearly dead.
The store is utterly charming by the way. It’s called Knitting by the Sea and I think its is adorable and it’s owner is super friendly and helpful. She had a fabulous, eye popping variety of yarns in there.
Did I buy yarn you ask. Heh! Did I buy yarn! I could NOT decide what not to buy she has so much stuff in there. You name it, she has it. I could have done some serious major heart stopping damage to my bank account in there. But…I was good. I was semi-restrained. Least ways that is what I am telling myself. And my DH.
I bought two skeins of sock yarn for the day that I once again pick up the sticks of terror and go at Silver’s sock pattern. I got that pretty self striping stuff.
I also got some wool. I am a felting fool right now. I have the FT pattern for the clogs so I knew I wanted some nice yarn for it. I picked enough yarn to make 2 pairs. Now, when I get to them, I’ll be calling on ya Twig!
Oh, and I picked up the cutest little wool sheep measuring tape. He is just too cute. Pull his tail to get the tape out and squeeze his belly to retract it.
All this I haul home and guard like a rabid dog until I can get it on my precious needles!