Have been to the far away downtown yarn shop with friend C.
Never would have found the place without her in the car giving directions.
What an experience.
What has happened to yarn? The skeins have sprouted shags and sequins and ribbons and hair and sparkles and strings and lumps and twists and just for good measure, breathtaking pricetags.
Woo Hoo.
I also bought the recommended crochet hook that is as big as a horse's leg.
The formidable Q hook.
As in:
"Don't mess with me, I'm packing a Q hook!"
Heaven knows if I will be able to wield the thing.
If you don't hear from me tomorrow, you will know that I dropped the hook on my foot and I'm at the hospital....