Yesterday, we hung around Timothy's apartment all morning and half of the afternoon. But we finally got it together to head into Manhattan. OK folks. There's only so much protesting a gal can do without feeding one's habit. Yarn, that is. Hi, I'm Celia and I'm a yarnaholic. And what better place to indulge than School Products? It's smaller than I imagined, but full of interesting yarn, like the cashmere blend (on cones) below.
A kid in a candy store? You bet!
It looks like they have every color of Lambs Pride Bulky IN STOCK.
Then, the FIND OF THE DAY:
Hand-painted cashmere/nylon blend. Great for beautiful, SOFT sox. MUST HAVE.
I also found lovely 100% cashmere for the Gauntlet Gloves in the Fall 2004 IK. And enough superwash wool for a Secret Projet. Then I looked longingly at the cashmere blend. Is droolingly a word? I just couldn't justify it, you know. The holiday season is looming. There will be many important knitting projects to finish. But the stuff washes up SO SOFT. About that time, Timothy caught the yarn virus. "If I bought the yarn, would you knit me a sweater???" SURE! Hooray. I didn't have to pay for the yarn, but I get to work with it. M-m-m-m-m-m-m, cashmere.
Our yarn thirst sated, we headed out into midtown Manhattan. It's an armed camp, with police on every kind of vehicle, protecting Republicans and protesters from each other. Holy crap!
But, really, we've been having a great time together, Timothy and I. We get along well and go with the flow. And it's great to have him all to myself. When he visits home, our siblings and parents demand time and the opportunity to bicycle year round is just too tempting. We had a great dinner at Puleo's on 45th (m-m-m-m-m-m-m Osso Bucco!) and headed down to Cinema Village on 12th Street to see Bush's Brain. The brain in question is Karl Rove, the only brain Bush really has. Sinister. Be afraid, be very afraid.
But enough! New York is awesome. Having a great time! Wish you were here! Seriously. TTFN!