
Last Friday the sock and I had a damn good drink after visiting
Classic Yarns of Grafton. This was all
Judy's fault, of course. On the spur of the moment I agreed to visit Grafton in order to hear the Yarn Harlot speak to quite a few knitters. I was at the back of the room and could barely see and hear her speak because there were so many in the audience. Many of us brought knitting along. As you can see above Judy is holding my sock ( made with Opal's new Tiger in a pattern for Gentleman's Hose in Vintage Sock Knitting) over a two limit
Margarita at a lovely Mexican restaurant whose name escapes me at the moment. I drank while waiting for a low carb dinner ( just kidding).
Below you can see some of the knit bloggers who gathered at the restaurant after visiting with the Yarn Harlot. First we see
Carol, who smiles so sweetly behind her beverage. Notice her wonderful cat's paw shawl knitted in Koigu.

Of course,
other bloggers were there as well.

Can't forget
these bloggers....... Somewhere in the crowded restaurant is
Laurie, who has been waiting for the Alpaca man...hehehe. She sounded seriously addicted. I got to see her lovely blue socks in person by Jove.

Last but not least here is
Stephanie speaking to
other bloggers.....Notice Stitchy's aluminum can couture bag just behind her head in the pic below! Very Kitschy, Stitchy!

I did have a great time and believe it or not I bought no new yarn to add to my ever growing stash. I even managed to knit almost the whole leg of a sock by the end of the night...when I wasn't drinking Margaritas!