I mentioned before that I went to Wild Fibre in Savannah. Oh, where to begin? I was wisked away by Melanie and her husband to Savannah for the day. Our plans were to hook up N with a friend and then busy ourselves with Wild Fibre while he did man things. N's friend was indisposed, and poor N was stuck with us for the yarn store. To make you more jealous, N is actually interested in knitting and seemed to enjoy the experience very much. If only we were all so lucky!
Wild Fibre is in what I believe to be the historical district of Savannah, near parts of SCAD, municipal buildings, and several other lovely touristy things. WF's building is very old and charming. The front door simply states "Wild Fibre" and has a line drawing of a ball of yarn with two needles peeking out. Very elegant, old-world feel to it. The window display features books like Knitted Babes, cuddling up next to one of the dolls from the book. Also, there is Dyeing to Knit and a bag made of recycled sweaters. I cannot remember the name of the company, sorry!
Once we walked in the store, we knew we were home folks! My first thought was to run back outside, shimmy across the street and beg the homeowners to let me buy their house. Reality set in, and I soon realized maybe staying IN the yarn store would be a better idea. Lots of selection... every fiber I can dream up, all of the major yarn companies are represented, and a few gems. I saw some things I've never seen in person, and some I've never heard of. Like, this yarn that feels like paper... linen yarn, some very unusual yarn that's priced by the ounce. Before that day, the only things I knew of that sell by the ounce are metal and pot.
Then... are you sitting down? A whole wall of Addi Turbos. Lots of sizes, lots of lengths. Heaaaven... I'm in heaaaveeen. Also saw spinning wheels, and that fiber stuff you spin with (roving?) crochet hooks, crochet cotton, and of course, a big couch for plopping down to knit. There were 3 knitters currently knitting.
We met the owners, Tom and Jennifer. This is the best part... there was a MAN working in the store. I found out later he seems to be in a co-owner capacity. And he knows stuff about yarn! And knitting! What a dreamboat. I proposed marriage, but he declined, seeing how he's married to the other co-owner and all.
Tom and Jennifer are both VERY warm and friendly. They know their stuff and were very very cool to Mel and I. We then begged to move in upstairs with the Ya-Yas. We offered to knit for yarn, explaining that food was not necessary.
Is it crazy to consider moving 2 hours away to be near a yarn store?
T & J have a beautiful 5 year old (name not mentioned) who lead me around the store showing me where the "good yarn is" and where the sale room in the back is "all the stuff here is on sale, and all the stuff on this shelf is REALLY on sale a lot". She is very smart and knowledgeable about the store. I was taken aback when she told me that she knits, too! And with needles, no less! I got to see her first hand this Saturday, and she's good! I really just wanted to load her up and take her home, but that would be uh...kidnapping.
If you are in Savannah, make a point to go to Wild Fibre. It totally rocks. My favorite yarn store to date. It's 107 miles from my place, and worth every mile. Needless to say since I've been back twice in the last 10 days.
Mel and I headed back up to Savannah to go to WF & the Southern Women's Show. We were invited on our previous trip to WF by Jennifer for a knit-in at the show. We met some very nice knitters. I can only remember one of their names, Melissa. Melissa was working on Jaywalker for a sock swap. She was such a doll, and I could swear I've seen her somewhere before, but darned if I can figure out where. Melissa, if you happen to read this, drop me a line!
Family and Friends
Saturday was T's surprise party. He's departing the US Navy tomorrow, and I wanted to surprise him with a celebration. I invited a few of his old Navy buddies to Nexgamerz, and his family popped down as a bonus surprise. The party went very well, and boy am I glad it's over. We had a grand time visiting with old friends, but lying to your SO for 3 1/2 weeks is very stressful! No more surprise parties in the future.
It was great to see the fam, for sure. I vow to spirit maternal-unit away to a yarn store on her next visit, whether she likes it or not. She crochets, but has never, ever been to a yarn store. Isn't that just the saddest thing you have EVER heard?
I had hoped to snap her up a ball of angora yarn at WF Sunday, but stupid me forgot credit cards and cash. Duh, duh, duh. I'm not too bright sometimes. At least I remembered my knitting bag!
Ooh forgot to mention the stuff I bought at WF trip #1 2/4/06
Unusual Toys to Knit and Enjoy
Lamb's Pride Wool in Rust, Orange You Glad, and Limeade for Squarey. Needle nipples and 100% bamboo yarn, can't remember name of it right now. Very good prices on everything... everything was under $50. I am very pleased to finally own some LPW! After I got home I casted on Squarey, but he got dissed because he's knit flat. I hate knitting St st flat sometimes. My children were THRILLED by Jess's book, they were just so tickled to see a book with "so way cool toys" and told me that they want me to knit all the toys in the book for them. I'm getting right on that, kiddos!
6-10 skeins Debbie Bliss Chunky Merino at 40% off, works out to $3.90 per skein. What a freakin steal! IWK Winter 05 was also acquired for Ballet Wrap pattern. I say 6-10 skeins because of previous post issues. Read back for explination.
I got my first SP7 present! Yes, I will take pictures. I'm very back logged on photos right now... about a months worth are on the digi-cam. Stitch marker pictures take priority, and since I only have time to MAKE st markers, it's very difficult to set aside time for much else. Knitting is a luxury only acheived by being able to knit while watching tv, helping with homework, laundry, talking on the telephone, and grounding children who will not behave.
In my package there were 3 skeins of Debbie Bliss baby cashmerino (2 of which I almost bought on WF#1, but had to put back because budget was already blown), a Creative Knitting mag, and lots of candy! Oh, I do adore some candy... there were chocolate covered espresso beans, jolly rancher gummies, jelly belly sports/energy beans, candy pop-rock lollipop, some exotic Sweedish chocolate, etc. I've already eaten most of the candy. So, there won't be any pictures of the candy. Ooh, it was good. I love you secret pal! Everything was wrapped very nicely in red organza bags, just in time for V-day and bright glittery tissue paper. I had such fun tearing through everything and then petting my new yarn while chomping down on the candy. It's hard to say whether I was more excited by the yarn than the candy, but I am definitely thrilled at both. I'm pretty sure 2 of the 3 skeins of DB will become magic loopy cable socks if I can ever get BROOKE to send me the PATTERN she has been WRITING for the Ya-Yas FOREVER... ahem, Brooke. She's like, a pattern-nazi. No pattern for you.
THANK YOU SECRET PAL, and HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!! xoxoxo.
Oooh, here's somethin' funny. As you all know, I offered a discount to SP7 participants. So, I'm kinda on the "in" with who's pal is whose. (do not ask me who your pal is, I will not tell you). So, one giftee orders some st markers for her pal. As most pals have, she's requested to have her pals st markers drop-shipped directly to her pal. No sweat, I do this all of the time. As I'm printing out her invoice to add to a stack of many orders to fill, I catch the ship-to address on the form. This person has bought st markers for my best knittery-friend. Total coincidence! Isn't that creepy?! So, I'll be hand delivering her markers to her. And, now, she's begging me to reveal her pal's identity, and I won't, and it's really bothering her. I gave her a hint, though. I said... "I will not tell you who your pal is, but here's a hint." She, hanging on my every word says "Ooh what's the hint?". I said "She knits!". Muwahahaha.
Alrightie, if you haven't moved on by now... I must stop blogging now, my fingers are bleeding from typing. Well, not really, but you get the picture!