April 15, 2008, or, "And I thought I was talented..."

So, Tuesday...classes all day. First, was Cookie A....beautiful, funny, talented and yet so self-deprecating...what a treat! --No, I'm not in love-shut up, I'm saving that for JC:) We launched into traveling stitches and how and when to use them and Einstein was again proved to be correct in that time flew (relatively, of course). Naturally, I couldn't follow directions...I decided I wanted to make an actual sock out of my lesson, as a memento, since the color yarn I bought matched my camp t-shirt--just sayin'. So, I start in right away with the whole, 'can I do this and change that?' and whatnot...lets just say she was a very gracious teacher. Lunch was next and fabulous and so was my class with Tina (who by her own proclamation is only one of the brains and talents behind Blue Moon Fiber Arts) and Stephanie (aka the Yarn Harlot) which was a life altering experience for many and especially one gal who had her whole gauge altered by one bit of advice from TYH. The day was over in the blink of an eye and the tiny break between classes and dinner time was barely a breath...taken with the denizens of the resort... Not shy...especially noting that NONE of us had anything even remotely resembling food...I hung with my homies at the bar and enjoyed walking among the Greeks ...(aaaand I may have resorted to eating a wrapped up sandwich and half a bag of chips which I ferreted away at lunch because I miiiiiiight have spent a tiiiiiiiny bit too much on yarn--unless you're my husband and then it was JUST ONE SKEIN!!!!!)

Then, there was homework. Cat and Stephanie didn't do their homework again but made up for it...again...

I'm going to go ahead and say this; I thought I was talented and I thought my shit was cool...until I got to see the rest of the homework...

Stunning...dudes...

...I don't even rank.

Warning to my Mom: This is testament that ours was a 'y-chromosome free' reproductive event, because if you were 25 years younger, and wearing a rooster on your head...this would totally be what you would look like...And I mean that as a compliment :)