Yarn Bins R Fun, and Cleaning out..

This morning, after a marathon of toast eating, tea quaffing, and self-preening, I dashed off to see a Man about a Knee. DH was driving so he got us there in time.

After the big chinwag with my surgeon, because I was still feeling like a whole person, DH asked if I wanted to go get some of the short teeny needles I'd been covetting, as my fav LYS is just down the hill in Pacific Beach. I lept at the chance to mosey on down and have a rustle through the yarn bin as well. I warned him of this when we pulled up in front of the store.

What I found was some yummy Mini Mochi, Yesssss! I got an odd ball and the last of another dye lot but same color. I'm planning on making some fingerless gloves for a DD who is going to the Frozen North (San Francisco, or, to be more extact, Berkeley) and will be needing them! and if she doesn't want them, I will wear them!

 

When we got home, DH dashed off on his own little errands, and to go push weights around and run up the artificial hills at the gym, and I tackled a mystery box I'd unearthed the day before in the SR. What I found was a treasure trove of old sewing patterns from a friend's stash who had moved away, to be with the kids, a few years ago.

Super little net hats from the 60s.  I want to make some.

Puff stars and fabric flowers, Yay!  And some other neat kitchen gear

Fabulous gloves and funky slippers, and some very interesting smocked pillows

This is the last post for the weekend, unless all hell breaks loose (where is my brain?) somewhere, and I just can't keep my mouth shut about it.