Oh yes, my faithful few, it is now that I recall what a complete pile of DORK I become when too many awesome things happen in one night. I may have been a squeeing fangirl in the presence (and due to the kindness) of not just one very famous knitblogger, but also other very lovely knitbloggers with varying degrees of notoriety.
For the title? Is what I heard coming out of my mouth when I met the Yarn Harlot for the second time tonight. And she remembered me. And what I gave her the last time I saw her (Texas dishcloth and St. Arnold's beer, for the record). And there's more, too.
It's also what was running through my head off and on throughout the evening, for a variety of reasons. Considering my second instance of serious intoxication due to Harlot influence, yarn fumes, kilt happiness, and camera envy, I think I'm saving most of the rest for tomorrow.*
So let me keep this simple, lest I embarrass myself still further: many thanks to Liz and Meredith for fun carpooling; Amy and Jenny and Jen and Sarah for being good company as always; David for being a great row-mate, providing a great deal of mirth, and tolerating my silliness; Melissa for photos with the Harlot; the passel of knitters with whom I chatted at random, most notably the two adorable ladies from Austin who were behind me in line.
Pictures and more stories tomorrow. Seriously - this time it will actually happen.
(Amy. I can hear you all the way from the island. You are NOT allowed to laugh that loudly at me.)
* Note that there is no mention of the late hour. It is presently 12:24 am, whatever my post time might say, and I doubt my ability to sleep for a while to come.
About Me
- Plum Texan
- Houston, Texas, United States
- I was born in 1973, married the incomparable TechieBK (aka Bryan) in 2004, and did many things in between and since that are profound, dumb, fun, painful, or random (often all of the above). * I love Texas and being from here. I also love some very specific deep, rich shades of purple. Hence the title (if not the current design). * I enjoy plastic casings with apples on the outside and electronics on the inside. * Food should be loved and respected, but only feared if it's treated improperly. * There is a difference between good writing and good storytelling. Both are elusive...and both are important. * Let it be understood that if all you know about Texas comes from movies or television or rumors, you haven't even scratched the surface...and I'm happy to help you dig deeper.
4 comments:
It's cool. There was no laughing coming from the island. That was my nose becoming a fountain of snot after crying my way through my post. But you can always tell yourself that it was you know, crying from laughing too hard or something. :D
I thought you were very gracious (yet rendered a bit speechless) when she TOTALLY recognized you. And I have photographic proof too :-)
I had a blast -- so glad you all came! (And I can't wait to read more . . . and see the photos)
I am all sorts of envy!
Best carpooling ever! Except for that failure to use the HOV lane bit, but whatever.
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