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msfledermaus...I had the loveliest evening with Ms Fleur. We shopped and found treasures piled among the sheves of the bookstore at the Jade Mines. (I bought too many books. Again. I resisted getting "The Monster-hunter's Guide to Monsters." Apparently part of me thinks I was Van Helsing in another life.) I showed her the stunning lacquerwork in the Zeshin show, where we oohed and ahhed at the master's cunning and skill. (Zeshin is the complete and utter smackdown-master of the realm of lacquer--any pictures you find through Google don't even begin to do justice compared to seeing the stuff right in front of your eyes.)
We stopped off at Sawatdee and stuffed our faces full of Pad Thai, and while we were eating the dreaded subject came up--the huge bag full of Mary Maxim yarn in her trunk, white as a polar bear baby's bottom. She tried to fob it off on me when I was moving to the new Maushaus, even at one point mock-pretending it belonged with the moving boxes. Nuh-uh, I told her. "It's icky and awful and acrylic and white, and good Googaly Moogaly there's what--12 or 15 of the little bastards??! I'm not touching that stuff!"
Anyway, it was still there, in the trunk. Lurking. I'm telling you, that bag lurked! And it gave me an evil, evil idea. "Why don't you give your friends some of that awful icky crazy yarn, and take some yourself, and we can all knit horrible squares out of it? We can sew them together in a horrible, horrible group blanket!" She thought it was a great idea...and we formed the bare-bone basics of a Project.
So now I have..dear gods, FIVE skeins of the coal tar heroin of yarns IN MY HOUSE. I'm gonna need rubber gloves to handle it, or it will infect me with more evil. But I plan to knit skulls into my swatch to counteract all that wholesomeness. Nyaahahaha! But Fleur and I need help, you see...there's just no way two women can work through all this horribleness alone. So here's the fun part: If you would like to do a foot-by-foot square for the Get The Scary Yarn Out of Fleur's Car Project, drop me or Fleur a comment. We're willing to mail things to you. You can take as long as you like, and you can throw in more yarn if you wish or tart it up any way you choose, as long as the squares are roughly a foot by a foot. I will give you a....something as a thank-you. Not sure what. Something sparkly, almost certainly. Send it back to us, and we'll stitch it into the monstrosity it was always meant to be and take pictures...
*pokes suspiciously at yarn*
It takes a real friend to knit stuff outta Mary Maxim yarn, I tellya...
We stopped off at Sawatdee and stuffed our faces full of Pad Thai, and while we were eating the dreaded subject came up--the huge bag full of Mary Maxim yarn in her trunk, white as a polar bear baby's bottom. She tried to fob it off on me when I was moving to the new Maushaus, even at one point mock-pretending it belonged with the moving boxes. Nuh-uh, I told her. "It's icky and awful and acrylic and white, and good Googaly Moogaly there's what--12 or 15 of the little bastards??! I'm not touching that stuff!"
Anyway, it was still there, in the trunk. Lurking. I'm telling you, that bag lurked! And it gave me an evil, evil idea. "Why don't you give your friends some of that awful icky crazy yarn, and take some yourself, and we can all knit horrible squares out of it? We can sew them together in a horrible, horrible group blanket!" She thought it was a great idea...and we formed the bare-bone basics of a Project.
So now I have..dear gods, FIVE skeins of the coal tar heroin of yarns IN MY HOUSE. I'm gonna need rubber gloves to handle it, or it will infect me with more evil. But I plan to knit skulls into my swatch to counteract all that wholesomeness. Nyaahahaha! But Fleur and I need help, you see...there's just no way two women can work through all this horribleness alone. So here's the fun part: If you would like to do a foot-by-foot square for the Get The Scary Yarn Out of Fleur's Car Project, drop me or Fleur a comment. We're willing to mail things to you. You can take as long as you like, and you can throw in more yarn if you wish or tart it up any way you choose, as long as the squares are roughly a foot by a foot. I will give you a....something as a thank-you. Not sure what. Something sparkly, almost certainly. Send it back to us, and we'll stitch it into the monstrosity it was always meant to be and take pictures...
*pokes suspiciously at yarn*
It takes a real friend to knit stuff outta Mary Maxim yarn, I tellya...
