First a pic of the swatch I knitted up and blocked for the Secret of the Stole. I think it will turn out nicely.
Okay, I told you I'd tell you something funny. Well, to me it is funny and I wonder how many people this kind of stuff happens to. You know I am an extreme extrovert, I made that point clear in this post. Well, last Friday I went to Wal-Mart to do some grocery shopping. I really hate grocery shopping, I mean I really hate it. If I wasn't facing mutiny on the Sturgeon I would possibly never go. Anyways, there I was in the check out line minding my own business. When I looked behind me there was this little old lady, obviously either an extreme extrovert or a total lune. She picked up one of the tabloids that had a picture of some star's butt, you know showing all the cellulite. This star was wearing a swimsuit that has one of those scarf like wraps. The lune pointed at it and said, "I think maybe she should have pulled that down more don't you?" I laughed and said yeah. Outside it sounded like 'yeah', kinda light and free. But on the inside it sounded like Gil Favor from Raw Hide, 'ye....aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah." (I loved that show as a kid, it is the reason I eat dried beans today!!!!! SEE PREVIOUS POST)
Well, she then began to touch her hair and said "I just got my hair cut, you think it looks okay?". "Sure," said I, "I thought it looked like it had been styled, it looks very nice." "Do you think I should color it?" said the lune. Her hair is a very pretty silver. "Naw, I like it like it is, I've thought about letting mine go natural but my gray isn't as pretty as yours." "Well, you don't look old enough to have gray hair honey," says the wicked weirdo. "Oh," blushing me says, "I'm fifty, I'm plenty old for gray hair." Out of no where, she slaps me right on the butt and says "Don't you lie to me!!!!" Yep, right there in checkout lane #9 at Wal-Mart on Campbell Lane, Bowling Green, KY, I'm accosted by a little old lady.
About that time the checkout girl says, "Ma'am you can go to lane 10, she is empty." As little miss psycho walks by me she stops and says, "I was waiting on a compliment myself, I'm 74." I said, "No!!!!, I can't believe that, you sure don't look 74!!!!" I think God understands those kind of lies. She says, "Oh, you are just saying that cause I said that to you." I says, "No, you look very nice for 74, but I'm not going to slap you on the butt!!!!" Said lune turns to me and says, "You ain't gonna turn me in are you?"
I don't know folks. Does this kind of stuff happen to everybody? Maybe extreme extrovertism is the same thing as lunacy.