Alright. I admit it. I've been holding out on y'all.
Indication #1: I spent a good chunk of last Friday with Cate and despite having an amazing time, I haven't mentioned it here.
Indication #2: I met Kristen last Friday, fell for her, and said nothing on the blog.
Indication #3: I went to Webs last Friday and gushed not one teeny bit.
Indication #4: I haven't mentioned knitting for a week, despite being 5 glorious repeats into a pair of Monkey socks in the Frickmeister-STR.
The Confession: I can't talk about knitting or Webs or Kristen or Cate because I would be forced to admit that I've been sneaky. I found a loophole in my Knit From Stash rules [and it's all Kristen's fault]
If you have a gift certificate for $25 and spend $25 on yarn, that's fine. But if you find a mis-shelved cone of some mystery tweedy wool with the most stunning emerald base and flecks of pale blue, turquoise, hunter, and olive; and carry it around, pet it, and swoon over it for an hour; find out that it's $20 per pound (ouch!) and weighs 3 pounds; hear from a well-trained Webs brain that $60 is actually $48 (or even $45) with the discount; and then allow another well-trained scoundrel to buy said yarn for you and hide it until StashBust'07 is over?
Yeah ... that's cheating. I'm ashamed.
But god-daaaayyyyamn, that yarn is stunning! and it matches my eyes [blink, blink].