When I was a young’n, my mother used to say about me, “Si fuera muda, explota,” meaning that if I were mute, I’d explode because I cannot keep anything to myself. I am terrible like that. When I like something, I sing its praises from every mountain. I cannot shut up about it. Well, not until someone kindly asks me to stop it, then I realize I’ve been blathering on, and finally I. shut. up. As I was casting on for the first time with handspun yarn and falling head over heels in love with it, I noticed that the date was soon approaching when Crown Mountain Farms would be having a sale of its much-coveted Sock Hop yarn. Don’t you love serendipity? I always try to get some, but I’m always too late. That’s me – always tardy to the party. It’s the story of my life! No biggie. Well, the stars must have aligned on this particular day (or maybe I just happened to show up on time for once) because I was able to snag some. Woohoo! More handspun goodness! And boy is this stuff ever so lovely. Oh the colors! The squishiness! I can’t stop fondling it. Uhhhhhh, okay, it’s not like that…. Anyhoo, I think I know what my next project will be. SOCKS! Yeah, I’ll bet that came as a real surprise. Based on this friend’s review of the yarn, I can’t wait to get started.

P.S. – I am seriously telling myself that I do not need another hobby/ interest/ whathaveyou because I am soooooooooooooo curious about taking a spin class now, and I don’t mean the kind that involves stationary bikes. (Although I have tried that and liked it, strangely enough.) If I start spinning, things could get all sorts of scary. Really scary. Someone, please, keep me away from the wheel….