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When someone asks you where you were this weekend and you respond: “A sheep and wool festival in New York”, they will most likely look at you like you are from another planet.  Unless of course they are knitters/crafters/fiber lovers.  You know what I love the most about Rhinebeck was that you were surrounded by the warmest (quite literally) people on the planet that love what you love and totally get why you flew all the way from the other coast to pet sheep and fondle the sweaters of strangers.

The weekend at Rhinebeck was absolutely wonderful!  I was so excited to finally meet Holly in person and get my knit on with her and she is ever so sweet and amazing in person as I thought she would be.

I’m not sure what I was expecting with the festival, but it far exceeded anything I could have ever imagined.  Of course it was beautiful and everyone was wearing such amazing works of art and the sheep and alpacas stole my heart over and over again.

I bought a couple of things, but no yarn (I know, that’s absolutely crazy): a yarn bowl and some buttons made from sheep horn.

I awkwardly approached Ysolda and probably annoyed the crap out of her with my terrible fan-girl stutter.  I took a nip with Steven.  I knitted, I laughed, I ate good food and met some really great people.

This weekend, however, didn’t go without an accident, because it’s me and I’m accident-prone apparently and the world enjoys laughing at my sorry ass.  It’s ok, though because I like laughing at my sorry ass too.

The first morning, I decided I needed coffee, which I never ever drink because caffeine makes me crazy, but I thought it would be a good idea because I’m going to Rhinebeck and needed to have my wits about me.  Also, because I might have possibly stayed up until 3am after flying all day to weave in the ends of my Rhinebeck sweater.  Oh…woops.  Anyways, we’re driving to Rhinebeck and because I’m a coffee noob I don’t get a sleeve for my cup.  Also I can’t find the cupholders in the back seat of the car.  So I’m holding this really hot cup of coffee…until I’m not holding it anymore because I drop the entire thing in my lap.  As the seatbelt pins me down to the seat, the hot liquid soaks through my only pair of jeans (because of course leather seats don’t soak up coffee) and burns my ass while I scream obscenities (possibly deterring Holly from ever wanted to interact with me publicly ever again).  Miraculously, the white sweater that I am wearing, that I finished at 3am the night before, does not get a single drop of brown liquid on it.  My pants are soaked and smell like coffee and I’m pretty sure that a blister has formed on my lower right cheek.

Coffee: 1, Freshy: 0

Later in the day, we purchased a bottle of red wine so we could drink and knit at the tables and make Holly’s gentleman, Jake, feel terribly uncomfortable and sorry that he didn’t bring his knitting.  I’m knitting with white silk, so you can see where this is going…  Along comes a freak gust of wind, knocks my cup (because we’re classy like that) of wine over and onto the pretty white silk.

Red wine: 1, Freshy: 0

Here’s the upside to all of this: My pants were dark, so no one noticed they were wet with coffee and they were dry by midday.  I managed to wash most of the wine out of the silk when we got back to the hotel that night and I don’t think you can tell, but now I have a knotted mess of silk to deal with.  So I give myself 2 points for quick recovery.  That about evens up the score.  And really how upset can you be when you’re hanging out with this guy?

Oh did you notice that I also finished my Naragansett sweater?  That means I owe you two FO posts.  But that will have to wait, because Tales From New York, Part 2 is coming up next…

More Rhinebeck photos can be found here too!

It’s my favorite month of the year.  I love how quintessentially fall it is.  I love the colors and the smells.  I even love (please don’t hate me for saying this) the rain.  It’s hard to believe it’s already mid-October.  When did that happen?  I wish I could hold onto all the days of this month and have it drag out into infinity.  I love October that much.

The fact is that it’s October 17th and in two days, I’m hopping a plane to New York for my first ever trip to Rhinebeck, where I’ll hang out with plenty of other fabulous knitters, including Sillylittlelady.  I’m so excited that I can hardly contain myself.  I always thought that I worked best under extreme amounts of pressure (although, why I feel the need to is beyond my comprehension).  So, of course I waited until the week before Rhinebeck to bring out my striped cardigan from the depths of my WIP basket.  It took about 2 hours to finish my I-cord edging along the fronts and collar.  And about 15 minutes to rip out one of the sleeves.  Oh my yes.  You read that right: I’m redoing the sleeves.  They just never felt right and to be honest, that’s why the sweater found it’s way to the bottom of the pile.  Sometimes after you’ve labored so hard on something and it doesn’t work out, you just need to look away for a long, long while.

The good news is that it won’t take long to knit them back up again, right?!  Right.  I wish you would stop looking at me like that.  I think it’s perfectly reasonable to assume that they’ll be done by the end of today so I can block it and have it totally dry by Friday morning so I can take it with me as my Rhinebeck sweater.  Completely possible.  Anyways, even if you know that I’m wrong (which clearly, that’s a bigger possibility, seeing as I’m completely mental) don’t let on, please.  It’s usually best to leave the mentally unhinged in their own space of derangement.

Other things are coming into progress too.  The first sock is nearly complete and now that I’ve made it through all the challenging parts of knitting a first sock, I think the second sock should just fly off the needles…. There I go assuming things again.

By the by, does anyone else’s WIP basket look like this?  It pains me to inform you that this isn’t my only WIP basket…

Linking with Tami for WIP Wednesday.

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