yarn sale

Saturday morning was a brunch with T's college friends and wives. said brunch included a "Yankee Swap." the rules of this one were "bring an item $20 or so, regifts are ok." i had garnered a Kiehl's gift set at a charity dinner

so i brought that. perhaps it was worth more than $20 (or three times that) but it was free for me, so that equals "$20 or so" by my math. anyway, i almost ended up with two cans of Chef Boyardee and a $20 iTunes gift certificate. but, alas, that was not to be. the Cuban's new wife stole away my Chef Boyardee and music. for my trouble, i ended up with a couple of DVDs (Forrest Gump and As Good As It Gets) and T got a book on wine tasting. all in all not so bad!

happily, i had been able to convince T that we needed to drive to the UES so that after brunch i could easily hit an annual "Yarn Sale," located in midtown west at the local (i kid you not) Holiday Inn conference room. the yarn sale was billed (by its own flyers) as a "YARN RIOT!".


although, being that the majority of shoppers were women of 70 years or more, i would say a riot was pretty much wishful thinking. there was a bit of a skirmish between Thurston* and me as he tried to convince me that two garbage bags (tall kitchen size) of yarn was plenty. T won out and i departed the sale chock full of wool. too bad i have been knitting the same sweater since August. but i am rich with yarn, y'all. you're so jealous.

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* yes, i made him go to the yarn sale with me. so what? who else was going to carry the yarn!?