Take a trip with me . . . back to the '80's. Good old Adam Ant. In his immortal words:
Don't drink, don't smoke - what do you do?I never meant to be a Goody Two Shoes, but somehow I always have been. Followed the rules. Never got detention. Never got searched by security when going into concerts. They would pat everyone down, but when I got to the head of the line, they would just say "You're okay, go ahead". I could have had ANYTHING hidden in my '80's oversized sweater! I never did though. I guess they could just tell. Heck, I'm convinced I'm the only person in the world who graduated college never having, uh, tried a puff of a certain recreational product.
I guess my subconscious must feel like it's missed out on something. I found myself totally intrigued and obsessed with a certain yarn. I hope the neighbors weren't around yesterday, when I danced with joy on my front porch because a little brown box arrived containing this!!
I hadn't even opened the box yet, and I was already feeling a contact high!! I picked it out to knit this little cutie. I'm dying to start it RIGHT AWAY, but I'm trying to hold out and finish my Socktoberfest socks first (yes, I am aware it is January!!). And I should probably knit my legwarmers and Hourglass soon, so I can actually wear them before it gets warm. It is this "responsible nature" that prevents me from losing my Good Two Shoes status.
But after those projects are finished, watch out!! Rebel knitter!!! Hemp here I come. Kind of gives a whole new meaning to the words "STASH YARN".