Anyways, a couple of years ago Sara gave us one of those semi-fancy dancy coffee makers that doesn't have a carafe. You just push your cup against it and voila - coffee. Last night I made some coffee, I got my cup, no problemo. I mosey on upstairs to "my room aka the wool room" to settle down to some knitting, tv and a good ole cup of the elixir of life and I hear "Peg, Peg, it won't stop coming out. Peg.....what do I do?" I yelled down some niceties. Shortly there after David comes up with a cup and informs me he couldn't save the rest. Bummer man!!!!!
So, this morning, I went to make some coffee and remembered the sitiation (sit-ee-a-tion) so I applied my McGyver skills. I kinda propped up and wedged the French Press against the little button thingy so the coffee would go into the French Press container. I skip off happily admiring my great intellect and ingenuity with David's applause. He says go on up to my room and he will bring me my medication. When he comes up he hands me about three fourths of a cup and informs me the French Press slipped and fell into the sink breaking into a million pieces and the coffee in my cup was all he was able to salvage. I didn't ask how much coffee he had in his little cup or exactly what he did to salvage it. I don't know if he put the stopper in the sink really fast and then ran it through a tea strainer to get the glass out. The fact was, I didn't care!!!! Give me coffee!!!!! I wasn't really thinking very clearly without my morning stimulant. But, get this.....he asked if I wanted him to run up to Hardees and get me another cup. Isn't that sweet? I couldn't ask that of the dear though. I do have a conscience. sometimes
So, I set out to get a new coffee maker. However, my first stop was my LYS to find some yarn for the upcoming KAL - Mystic Light. Of course, I knew it was a dangerous detour. As soon as I walk in Starla, the owner, asks me if my ears were burning, that she a another lady were just talking about me. Someone interested in spinning. There hanging on one of her hanging thingys is the cutest little sweater you ever did see. Adorable!!!!! So, I look at it and do some fondling then set out to get what I came for. After much looking I found some beautiful fingeringweight that will work perfect. I wanted something in the colors of fire. It is Schaefer Yarn - Anne - 60% merino, 25% mohair and 15% nylon.
Then I remembered I needed to get the yarn to make a baby blanket for Sara's sister-in-law. I chose some gorgeous Plymouth Yarn, 75% acrylic, 25% wool. Then I noticed the clearance section. I was able to get multiple skeins of Silky Wool and Silky Tweed by Elsebeth Lavold, many wonderful colors to make many wonderful hats and scarves. The amount is being withheld to protect the guilty. :) At that time I felt I'd done pretty well, I didn't flirt with that sweet little sweater anymore, made my purchases and walked out.
After a couple stops I went to Wal-Mart and picked out a dandy coffee maker. Got the sweet little feller home, took him out of his box, smiled down out him, plugged him in and nothing. I moved to another outlet across the kitchen testing it with my electric can opener first to make sure all was okay.........nothing. Unplugged him, spanked his little bottom, plugged him back in.......nothing. Gave him a good shaking and a nice little talking to....yeah, you got it -- NOTHING!!!!
So, I boxed the little devil back up and headed back out the door. The whole drive back to Wal-Mart my split personality was kicking in. "This was meant to be, go get the yarn for that little sweetie of a sweater." "No, you really should wait, you already have so much OTN (on the needles)." "Oh, good grief, what is the deal? Do like everyone else, go ahead and get the goods but don't allow yourself to cast on until you finish something else." "You know that ain't gonna work, you are an undisciplined oaf." Yeah, well................whatever. I made the turn and the next thing I knew I was sitting in front of Crafty Hands.
First thing I hear is, "we were just talking about you!!!!" The lady interested in spinning had just left so they called her and told her to turn around. See there, it wasn't for selfish reasons, I was supposed to go back it was for the good of spinningdom. The lady and I had a nice little talk, I was able to give her some handy info. As soon as she walked out I headed over to the cutie and even tried her on. Oh my, even better. They handed me the pattern book - Norah Gaughan Collection Vol 1. There are so many wonderful things in this book. And then I was off choosing yarn. A luscious rusty burgundy, Ultra Alpaca Redwood Mix-6281 and Ultra Alpaca Light Redwood Mix-4281. I was so intoxicated by that time I somehow walked out with some Lopi to make a felted laptop bag.
So, Yes Sir, Yes Sir, THREE Bags FULL!!!!!
Oh, yeah, I went back and got another trouble maker and he seems to be working fine. So, bartender, a round for the house!!!!!