That was the name of the game this last weekend.
I was able to go away with my friend Sherylswool to the beach. This was my first weekend away from the Toddler. It was bliss.
We knitted, shared a bottle of wine, stayed up until 2:30 am. I was told if wanted that toe to look good I would need to knit tighter, me of all people! She was right.
The following night we were joined by two other knit-nighters. We hit a great bead store, a not so great yarn shop, made stitch markers. Ate at Gracie’s Sea Hag two nights in a row. Namasteknitter taught me the provisional toe cast on. Rocky was like icing on the cake.
I have not been very comfortable making friends with women in the past. Knitting, knit night especially, has really opened me up to listening to the women around me, learning that they have the same issues, insecurities, hopes, blah, blah, blah. I know it sounds a bit like a greeting card, I don’t know how to make it sound any different.
I think we somethimes get so wrapped up, isolated in our own issues that we don’t realize their commonality. Life really is easier with the love of friends.
That was awesome! You summed it all up so well - we’ll have to do it more often.