Fiberaddict's Fiber Fumblings

Today was a Holiday..so I had *3* days of business.....let's get to it, shall we?

( Saturday and Sunday )

( Columbus Day )

I'm pooped, and have a LOT to catch up on. :whew:

1 word: Dead.

Seriously. Saturday, we were there. There were only 2 official McClellans in the tent, but honestly - we could have done it with only 1 (and did, since both of us took walkies most of the day). Only had 1 member sign up. Parade was taken over by the Boy Scouts - it was a)on time and b) mercifully short. The announcer had NO Clue, but eh, it was done.

I had a few nibbles on the wheel, but no crowds. Most unusual for me, but it's OK. 1 kid wanted to learn to weave, spin and knit - but he had no patience to actually *learn*; he figured you picked it up and *knew* how to do it immediately.

Sunday....Rain. All Day. NO crowds. The wheel stayed in the van - I don't get any of my wheels out if there is moisture in the air. We saw 3 clans pack up and leave before 12...and the Festival didn't open until 12. J. and I left at 1 - it was deader than dead. *yawn*.

I bought J a mug to match mine; he bought me a cute pottery dragon music box. (It plays - wait for it - Puff the Magic Dragon.

All in all, a good weekend...except my new husband has a jealous streak. He'll get over it, but it did put a dent in my normal Festival hugs and greetings. (Seriously - to get jealous of a hug from a friend I've had for over 10 years, simply because said friend is male and gives back rubs whilst hugging? Get a grip.......:sigh:)

I got half a bobbin of.....a wool blend in greens/blues/golds spun up (I don't have a label, and I don't remember acquiring it. It was simply on top of the stash when I went to pack my basket.....wonder if the stash is breeding?). Laceweight singles. Nice. If said husband would have let me stay in the tent as is my wont, I would have filled the bobbin...but oh, well. He'll learn that I don't go to the Festivals to shop or yack with friends, I go to work the tent. And spin. *g*

with Clan Keith. Remember, HE started it. I just finished it...or at least the first round. *g*

Today, the festival was D-E-A-D. Dead. Deader than dead - there were NO nice kilts around (except the one assosiated with our clan - but he doesn't count.) Bored isn't the word for it. S. and I managed to get 1 lady hooked on knitting - Go S.!

So, anyway, back to the war zone. Early in the day, we had a guest who had heard "something" about me and Clan Keith. I told him it wasn't my place to tell, but hey - go ask HIM. Tell him *I* sent you. :smile: So, he wandered over to the Keith's...I watched, smirking. A few minutes later, a red glow appeared over the tent, and I smiled broadly and waved jauntily. (From this point, I'm just gonna call him Keith. I don't remember his first name - I'm blonde, it was hot, and I'm tired - and that's just easier on me, OK?) Oh, and I should, at this point, mention that Keith is....about 70-ish. Or so he claimed at Irish Fest. (Yes, this makes it all the funnier.)

Keith came over, and said "You sent him over?" I smiled and said "Hey, YOU started it. You should do the explaining, yes?" He got down on his knees (Damn, wish someone had caught a picture of THAT!) and begged me to not do that again.

What's a girl to do? I smiled and said ok...then he hopped up and said "You know - I have 5 months to plot my revenge." I blinked, then smiled and said "Hey - I still have a lot of that yarn left, y'know. *smirk*"

He then started complaining that it was too small. S. popped back with something like "Well, when you have small specs to start out with..." which shut him up...and I said "You know, you just get it wet and it stretches." He blinked at me....and I smiled and said "Knitting WILL stretch, y'know." *snerk*

He slunk back to his tent - and every time he glanced my way I would smile and wave. He came back later in the afternoon....with his nephew. His Young, scrawny, easily-breakable nephew. I'm afraid we scared him off.....*eg*

So, what do I need to do to retaliate against his retaliation? How does one top a willie-warmer? *eg* (Do I really want to know?)