On Friday, the Yarn Harlot was in Ann Arbor, and Amy and I went down to see. We did a lot of yarn shopping, and for the most part, I was good. I did accidentally buy some Noro to make a striped scarf while I was at Busy Hands. Oops. They were having a 20% off the entire store sale. Resistance was futile.
We got to the library an hour early, but we still had to sit in the overflow room. Rumors were flying that people started getting there as early as 1pm for a 7pm talk. I think I preferred yarn shopping. She was really funny, and I laughed the whole time. I must confess, I don't read her blog as religiously as others, but I didn't realize she would be quite so much fun.
We stood in line for hours to meet her. Literally. We were the last people to get in line, and we didn't leave the library until 10:30 at night. We happened to get in line behind people that were fun and chatty, so the time went by a lot faster than it could have.
It doesn't look like much of a line, but this was how many people were ahead of us after about an hour and a half of standing around knitting.
It was a great night, and I'm so glad that I went. Although there was one rather awkward moment of the night.
Random Lady: You could have went to the front of the line!
Me: (puzzled look) What? Why?
RL: Stephanie loves women like you!
Me: Like me!?
RL: Yes, Pregnant women!
Me: (Awkward silence)
Ummmm... I'm not pregnant. Apparently just fat.
(I did get my picture made with the Harlot, but it's an extremely unflattering photo so it isn't getting posted. Instead, look at my sock!)
It's much cuter than the bitter face that I was still sporting after the earlier comment.