Dear Elvis

(I sent The Yarn Harlot an email. About Twist and offering to show her around when she comes. As though she's going to write back and say "Sure possible stalker, I'd love to spend hours I could be sleeping or knitting or writing with you and your weird knitter friends." Um... I don't think it is the MOST delusional thing I've ever done. Close, though).

Here's the thing: I think that the bookstore owner, wonderful as she is, does not understand the needs of a traveling knitter. When Shelly talked to her about offering to help with the planning for the reading she apparently hedged a bit on whether they should have a reception at the yarn shop. I can totally understand that we don't want to make any assumptions about what She will or won't want to do other than the reading... but surely She would want to know about the LYS... or maybe not... But probably, right?

I just don't want Her to end up at the other store... the, um, decidedly less friendly one. And also there are some really good restaurants with vegetarian options that are so great... It's just that sometimes in this city you can look at it and only see McDonalds and Walmart. If you know where to look though, there are some really neat places to go.

I have to get over this.

Speaking of Twist, I had a fantastic time at the SNB last night. I have almost two whole inches on my sweater now. I might get it done before winter. Maybe. I also bought some more yarn (gasps all around, I know).

Movie tonight... and a very busy weekend ahead!