So I'm off to Rhinebeck today for the New York Sheep and Wool Festival, where much merry-making and overindulging is the theme of the weekend.
Forgive me if this post is a bit more odd than usual (I know it's a high bar I've set for myself, but...), but I am giddy on the plastic fumes of my new Discover card which arrived YESTERDAY. Yesterday! Barely 24 hours after the reported loss. Those people know how to do business, I'll tell you. They overnighted it via UPS without us asking them to. Now THAT is service. Hello, Amazon VISA, which is going to take five to seven business days -- I'm talkin' to YOU. Turns out Discover is based in Salt Lake City, UT, and not only that, but I spoke to a young man right there in Salt Lake City -- and I don't mean Salt Lake City, India, either. A real, honest-to-goodness on-American-soil, English-speaking nice young man who thanked me for being a loyal customer since 1988 when I called to activate my new card. Now THAT'S what I'm talkin' about. One more thing for me to love about Salt Lake City. (Another is JetBlue, and several others are the individuals in my huge crowd of wonderful women friends out there.)
So I HAVE A CREDIT CARD that I can use to do such essential things as check into my hotel and eat. Really it's just the hotel thing, and the fact that I hate to carry much cash and I really don't even hardly know how to use a checkbook (Joan can attest to that fact, since I tried to forge her check at Vermont Sheep & Wool -- am I right, Joan?) I kid. But STILL. A very good feeling to have that little card on my person. Truly. Now there is just that little issue that not every place takes Discover, but at least the hotel and the eateries I plan to frequent, I think, will. It's a big help.
Now, what's all this about me giving up cake? No, despite the fact that I continually whine about That Ten Pounds, I am NOT going to turn down a piece of chocolate lava cake at the Eveready Diner. No way, no how. I mean another kind of cake:
The yarn cake.
I've just about had it with the yarn cakes from yarn-winders. No matter how carefully I try to wind them up, I always end up with knots and tangles and problems pulling from the center-pull ball. I always seem to have to rewind it into a regular ball. What a PAIN. So though it takes a bit more time and effort, I think I'm just going to skip the multiple steps of winding the things on the ball-winder and then doing it over anyway, and go primitive again, with the plain-old round ball of yarn. Yes, I do know about the nostepinne, but I think plain-old plain-old ball-winding is just more my cup of tea.
Look: Here's evidence of knitting activity:
(Don't you love those 'shrooms? I do not know if they are edible or not, and I'm not about to find out. The extra skeins of the luscious blue yarn came, along with the Discover card. BONUS. Look at that gorgeous blue, nice ROUND ball.)
I know this looks a bit weird because it's not blocked out, but it is an almost-completed left front of the Lush Shaped Cardigan. The back is completed, in case you had forgotten....
... though Mr. Jefferies made it a bit challenging to photograph.