My goal in the game was to come home with different yarn and less yarn. When the buzzer rang, I had three balls of cotton yarn. One sock yarn, one chunky turquoise, and one that's a really nice cotton and is variegated in some nice colors. A day or two later, a friend called to say that she had had a baby, so I started making a bib. I'm a fan of these bibs from Mason-Dixon Knitting. I'm just crazy about this cotton in a garter stitch. It's so sturdy. And the colors change nicely.
My package was well received, which was good. Before the party, I said to another woman, "I just hope that I don't bring the crappiest yarn." She said, "Don't worry. Someone else will out do us both." But when we mentioned that later at the party (before the game) the woman who said she'd brought the crap turned out the woman who brought...the yarn I got.
I really like games at parties. I really like games in general. I like the chance. I like the turn taking. I like watching other people play. I tried to get Fred to go bowling this evening. (The full plan was sushi and then bowling.) He said, "Yeah...uh...I want to go bowling...but not tonight." I would have bet money on a reaction like that, but I thought I'd ask.
This is a great night to stay in, anyway. It was a long busy week. Plus, I have knitting I need to get to.
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