Tanya
Down and dirty: I got back Sunday night after midnight, just like Clapton sang. I am STILL tired, and working 10 hour days. No peace for the wicked.
TNNA? Was exhausting. Colorful, but exhausting. Some stories will be taken to my grave. Ya heard. Mayhap you did. It looked like an explosion of sock yarn in clown-vomit colors all over that convention center. That's all I'm saying. Peeps, I'm immune to it by now. Yarn, it's yarn. But what you do with it, now that's something else. Oh, and it's the people you meet that make it worthwhile.
There will be few photos, since hungry hungry hippo here has put on 10 pounds and is heading back to Weight Watchers this weekend. But here's one and only one with my favorite dude from the weekend. Richard from Koigu - you sirrah, are a stitch, and I would come garage-sale hopping in Vancouver with you ANYTIME:
I would like to personally thank you and Taiu for listening to me babble about Canadian figure skaters. You are not the first to humor me. And I love the delft blue and white KPPPM I picked out for the stores. I like to think I have good taste.
TNNA, why no music in the convention hall? It would have put me and my tired feet in a better mood. When the only music you hear is the MUZAK during the (cough) fashion show Friday night, and when the Mantiovanni Strings version of New Order's "Blue Monday" comes on and you get excited, well, where I come from that's just SAD.
There was not much swag to take back from TNNA. Which is fine by me. Blue Sky Alpacas has some new project bags they'll be selling. I got one with the pretty bluebird. They're called Cheep Bags, methinks?
Hey, I like muslin. I'm cheep, too. And keep on the lookout for the most beautiful coat from them coming this fall - called The Audrey Coat, it was the one thing in the (cough) fashion show that made me sit up and stop chewing my gum. Red and luscious. I'll never wear it down here in the depths of Mordor, but one can dream.
Also happy to report that although a dear friend Sarah wasn't able to make it, her designs and stunt knitting did, and they were showcased prominently. Way to go, girl!
I met so many people, tried to keep up with my boss without the benefit of a leash or shock-collar, and in general got tired and swelled feet. But despite the overstimulation, I'm glad I went. After all the years (and still doing it) of reading her blog, I was honored and delighted to meet and chat with Bonne Marie Burns of Chic Knits. Bought some of her lighter summery patterns for the stores, too. I don't read a whole lot of knit blogs anymore, and lord knows, no one reads mine, but if it wasn't for reading hers all those years ago, I never would have started down this career path. Is that a good thing? I think so...most days! Hats off to a most lovely and kind lady.
But let's be frank. It wouldn't be a trip without some inconvenience. On the hellish flight(s) back, I read my book that I'm been hoarding for five years on British Cult Cinema
and thought about how I'd rather be home with my husband, watching Quadrophenia, Trainspotting, Withnail and I and this movie, right then and there:
I would also have liked a huge Camberwell Carrot to ease the plane ride. Fans of Withnail and I will understand....People, I have ALL these movies on Special Edition DVDs, for the love of Britannia!
But no, I was seated next to a 275 lb. woman, lord love her, and the Sudoku Sprawler, aka the man who could not keep his legs shut whilst he worked on those wretched, wretched puzzles. Forget going to the bathroom. Forget putting the armrest down! I felt like I was in the Hannibal Lecter straightjacket special.
As god is my witness, I'll never fly again!
Reader Comments (4)
Next weekend is my birthday. I want a phone call to hear some of those stories, missy.
When we fly we like to play the try to upgrade to first class game. When we check in if there is an availability and the price is right then we upgrade, if not then we go suffer in coach. My husband likes first class because he is big and tall and he is comfortable. I like first class because I get motion sick and I just like to sit in the front, I would fly the plane if they would let me if it meant I didn't have to take dramamine. I particularly like to freak out strangers on a plane by bogarting all of the air sick bags in my row, I rarely need them anymore but nobody infringes into my space because they are afraid I might explode at any moment.
As for TNNA, so it seems from what I have read this week, if you are a fancy pants blogger who is also having a book published soon then you get hosed with swag, otherwise not so much right?
You have to be the funniest person ever. Really. Miss ya mean it xo R PS Love the Shock Collar thing. Let's try that next year. You have to admit there was a hell of a lotta sock yarn there. Say it.
While your flight experience sounds bad it could have been worse. I just talked with a friend who traveled to Budapest from Colombia. Her travel companion was "held" at the airport in Caracas and kept there for several hours. While the Sudoku Sprawler sounds bad which would you rather?
Ain't air travel grand!