But I actually, finally have something "bloggable"! I met the yarn harlot last night! A couple of knitterly-friends and I went to see her at the Borders in Annapolis. By the time we finally met her she was probably pretty tired (over 2 hours after she finished speaking) and her publicist had already left so I'm pretty sure that my picture won't be showing up on the blog (especially since mine is the only camera with proof positive of this meeting...) but it was lots of fun just the same.
Ok, on to the pictures:
Obligatory picture of harlot taking picture of us...
Harlot quizzing me on both my rocket-science abilities and my true Canadian-ness... more on that later.
Trading socks with the harlot!
And, finally, the obligatory hold-my-sock-while-you-hold-mine picture.
Thanks to my friend Terry (no blog, but she does have an etsy shop full of beautiful hand dyed sock yarns - including ones with real silver spun into them!) for all the pictures.
OK, so the rocket-science/canadian quiz: My latest sock is the entrelac sock by Eunny Jang from Interweave Spring 2007, as modeled above by the lovely yarn harlot. When she saw that she asked if afterwards I would be on my way to nasa to work on rocket science and sharing my brain with the world. I sheepishly told her that I do Spanish Literature and would probably in the end help, well, no one.
Then Terry yelled "she's CANADIAN" and I turned a little pink and said "Thanks, Terry" kind of flatly. The harlot looked at me and said "How long did you live in Canada?" And I said, well, technically I still "live" there, but I'm here for school. So she said "Do you think you can pass the Canadian test?" And I said "well, I would definitely hope so!" And she looked at me (somewhat suspiciously I think!) and said "Well, Americans can't get it, ever." And I said "ok...." (while thinking in my head "Oh. My. God. If I don't get this I'm going to look like the biggest dork, in front of the Yarn Harlot.) So she looked at me again and said "It's very easy, you just have to finish this sentence: "When you eat your smarties..."
Yes, I got the answer right, but no, I'm not going to tell you what it is. Otherwise we'd have to make you all Canadians... and you wouldn't get the joke anyway! She thought it would be a great question at the border to check everyone's "true" Canadian status... although you probably would have had to live through the 80's and 90's watching Canadian television to actually understand.