Monday, October 16, 2006
The gifts that one receives for giving are so immeasurable that it is almost an injustice to accept them.Imagine my surprise this
My mother and father decided to emerge at this exact moment, as I was eyeing the package wondering if I had gone completely crazy (hey, anything's possible) or if there was someone in the universe who hated me enough to send a pipe bomb (or moths, those would be bad too). Anyway. Dad then asks, "what's in there?" I just sorta stared at him and said, "I have no idea". This was then his cue to go off on a diatribe about, I swear to g-d, "young people these days" and how they never keep track of anything or anyone... and I sorta blocked him out at that point. He was getting on my nerves. I decided to open the box, which was deceptively light for it's size.
Imagine my UTTER delight and complete astonishment when I saw these beauties inside:
I immediately squealed and squished them in my hands (spinner and knitter, guys). So, yes. There was also a note inside, which I have reread 3x (I admit to some puzzlement). Lynda, my One Skein Secret downstream pal, wanted to send me a thank you. I was completely floored. She sent me six wool batts from her Rambouillet/ Suffolk sheep (carded and dyed!) AND a skein of Opal sock yarn (drooools). I'm still picking them up periodically, and petting them. This was so generous of her! (Just, like, whoa is all I can muster on that part... such pretties)
I also want to spin that wool up, yummyyummy!!
Mum suggested I send a really nice 'thank you' card - my first thought was one of my cards and one of my ducky items. But, I also thought something handknit might be nice. Mum says that wouldn't be gracious, to send something back, as if it were expected. I'm really bad a not making things for other people - so she then suggested that I send a card now and surprise Lynda with a, well, surprise in a month or two.
Right, so any imput is veryvery nice ... Tricky.
And (outta nowhere) here's my SKB update:
I have finished the body and started on the left arm. Thank goodness. The body was getting really tiring. The Last Minute Socks are coming along - only 2.5" before the toesies. And, D's gansey is coming along quite well. Eerm, I think that's all. Oh, bugger, I just remembered that I need to make up that owl pattern for Emmos. I tried last week (or the week before?) and just frustrated myself. I'm so much better at doing these things on the fly, than writing them down...