As I have found out this week. Of course, it doesn't hurt that I've been indulging in some retail therapy. (I really have to stop being such an angry person - it's hell on the pocketbook.)
More Fleuvogs.
I love these shoes even more in black. I was weak and succumbed to my intense love for their red sisters, and ordered another pair that I *could* wear until the day they bury me in them. I think I've started down the slippery shoe hoar slide.
A new knitting book!
I've had this on pre-order for awhile. Showed it to Mr. Ninja and he was enthused about it. Although afterwards he said two things: I have to knit a sweater for myself first, and that you should never spring "clothes talk" on a man...apparently, you have to ease them into it.
Finally, proof that I have friends who love me.
My, what a big package! Guess what it is?
That's right. I have friends who send me alpaca fleeces. Out of the blue. Thank you Chiara! I am the luckiest girl in the world, and I'm very grateful for the love.
Now then...I'm definitely going to need a drum carder - I've been toying with the idea of getting one lately. My hand cards just won't cut it for this job. It'll either be an Ashford Wild or a Fancy Kitty. Any opinions out there?
2 comments:
if i had known you needed proof, I would have gotten you a fleece.
or baked you a cake.
whichever works.
Silly Ninja! You have people who care - whether you know it or not :o)
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