Trouble is...all my knitting friends have already seen the Harlot, and Chicago is a big scary drive (for someone who gets nervous getting on an interstate-me). I would buy an Amtrak ticket but last time I took Amtrak we were 6 hours late- we could have walked to Chicago and gotten there faster. I called my mom, who for those of you who remember, promised to go to the Harlot in Indy in my place while I took the math final. Janet made my mom's day and went for her.
Things I would miss if I went to see the Yarn Harlot in Chicago:
My postcolonial literature class (I'm okay with that)
The sexy Peruvian in my Tango class (I need to do some serious thinking-he's really sexy)
Things I would miss if I didn't see the Yarn Harlot in Chicago.
The Yarn Harlot
Oh- and my hoodie now has BOTH sleeves....oh yeah. Now just miles and miles of stockinette to make up for my abnormally long torso.
And to make up for not having a progress picture, I give you Jing Jing the olympic mascot at the Forbidden City in Beijing.