No, I’m not!
You are Shetland Wool.
You are a traditional sort who can sometimes be a
little on the harsh side. Though you look
delicate you are tough as nails and prone to
intricacies. Despite your acerbic ways you are
widely respected and even revered.
Okay, I had to take this test like EIGHT times to get to be shetland wool. It kept telling me I was mohair, then dishcloth cotton (YIKES!) until I finally realized the ONLY question on the test that really mattered was “What is your favorite Christian Slater Movie…” I want to be a fine Merino or a hand dyed chenille. Fibers Mr. Slayter probably hasn’t even heard of.
You’ll notice, dear blog readers, that I’ve added some new classes to the right in the green column. The classes I’m currently teaching are winding down and I find myself so blue when I think of how I’ll miss my students. What do people DO who don’t knit?
Well, the auction was a blazing success (we snagged over $20K) and I’m off tonight to the Dancing Goat to celebrate with a frothy Chai Latte!
But I won’t stay long! I’ll be coming home to watch the American Experience on Tupperware. Life is so full, and I’m livin’ every danged minute!
Ah, don’t you envy me the unending excitement?