Maryland Sheep and Wool or BUST

Monday, October 23, 2006

Look at all the Petty Pusses Pretty Purses

The only thing that separates us from the animals is our ability to
accessorize. -
Clairee Belcher, in "Steel Magnolias"

Somewhere along the line my yarn obsession branched out from how to stuff it all in my Yarn Barn(left) to how to pack it out in fashion. My primary directive became how to "look cool haulin' the wool" without spending actual possible stash enhancement capital.

My first bags were Chic, Lightweight and imprinted with a timeless logo, however, I found they were not as durable I had hoped and my partner keep "borrowing" them when she walked the dog...strangely, they sometimes disappeared. ( Coincidently, this was during my Eyelash yarn phase)



Next came what seemed like a great find at my local slightly used boutique. If I remember correctly it was 1/2 Price Saturday that day, why back before the hordes of badly behaved bargin hunters overwhelmed the beleaguered security guard and...oh sorry, I think that case is still pending. Anyway, in retrospect, this may not have been a much better choice than taking a job at Value Village but here she blows...

The not so cool bag . Close up ... smell the lobster? I wonder if a Kennedy owned this bag?

After the Kinnybunkport debaucle, it seemed prudent to review my primary directive. It seemed like there was more TO this bag issue. Finally it hit me- THE RIGHT BAG FOR THE RIGHT YARN. It wasn't about being cool. It was about being aligned. Garbage bags for garbage yarn, Maine bags for wool sweater projects...

Silk bag for Silk yarn projects...

Sock Monkey Bag for Socks...

Sock monkeys meditate too. Is it me or does this monkey look like an extreme makeover BEFORE the reveal.

Then there is the yarn condo. A gift from dear mamma. It is pretty groovy and has lots of little compartments AND a shoulder strap. I love the little holes in the top for the yarn to peek out. It is my go to bag when hauling roving or trying to hide new stash from not so new partner. Mom claims it was a steal from http://collectionsetc.com

And finally my HRC messenger bag- http://www.hrc.org/

Trying to look festive with wild, party roving. This bag has taken the train to New York, a plane to the Bahamas and my little old Rav 4 to many many fiber festivals. It has held silk hankie, soy silk, ingeo, llama, alpaca, mohair, dog hair and 10 different kinds of wool. It is a bag that loves diversity.

Thursday, October 19, 2006

P(r)issy Premier

TODAY of all days, the first day of my Blog

I wanted to be here..........
A wheel, a woman, a warm sun.
Is there anything more?


But I had to be here......

A Sub(urban) High School

"Chalked" full of teenagers

Just to make myself go this morning I had to sing my morning song that goes like this...

"Gotta go to work today, If I don't then I won't get paid. And we'll have no food to eat or socks on our feet. Sooo... I Gotta go to work today. "

The pookie 5 year old cuddled up with me singing backup said" but mommy, you can just make socks...and indeed I can!. Just finished my first pair of them anyway.

Paton's Kroy some generic Paton's pattern and size 3 dps that by my knitting groups standards seem on the order of kindergarten pencils but all the same cuz' pookie 5 year old has announced she's not wearing them because they are not pink and tight.

More later...perhaps I will have recovered and be less pissy and more prissy.