I love visiting the west coast and do so often, but this particular trip has left me with a bit of a west coast hangover. Part of the problem is surely that my flight didn't get in until after midnight last night. This morning, Bob left for work around 9 A.M. When he said goodbye to me, I was still pretty much asleep, but I registered that he was leaving, the time, and thought that I'd just snooze for another 15-20 minutes. The next time I opened my eyes it was 11:34. 11:34! That's almost noon. I haven't slept that late without trying to in a very long time. I woke up feeling vaguely ashamed, but then I realized that it was only 9:34 in Portland and I decided that I was simply experiencing a west coast hangover. I'm just going to call that little snooze my post audition reward. One of them anyway...
While on the west coast, I visited some yarn stores. The first was Hilltop Yarn. I actually went there twice because the first time I went in, my friend Leah was with me and she doesn't really get it about yarn stores. She is a quilter, so she sort of understands, but she's far more practical than I am and would never buy yarn without a specific project in mind. Leah didn't want to stay long enough to fondle each and every skein of yarn, so I went back a second time by myself. I was glad I went back because Hilltop Yarn has all of the components of a great yarn store. It has a lot of well organized yarn, the young women working there were nice to me, and there were no dogs in the store. I really hate it when yarn stores have dogs walking around and you're supposed to act like they're cute. You'd be surprised how many yarn stores have dogs. I find it odd. Maybe it's just me, but I don't think that dogs belong in yarn stores, or for that matter, stores in general.
At Hilltop Yarn, I bought one skein of Fleece Artist sock yarn and a very cute, purple Hilltop Yarn t-shirt which was 50% off . I was thinking that I could use the yarn to knit some socks for Bob. This is at least the third skein of sock yarn I've purchased with Bob in mind, and sure enough, when I asked him to guess what I got at Hilltop Yarn, he said "Some yarn to make socks for me?". I showed it to him today and he has determined that it is not too girly for him even with the lime green streak, so maybe this will actually become socks for Bob.
Before leaving Seattle to go to Portland, I visited another yarn store called Tricoter (tricoter means "to knit" in French). I found Tricoter on the BMFA website and the idea of seeing a bunch of Socks that Rock in person was too tempting to pass up. Tricoter wasn't all that convenient for me given where I was staying, and I got lost trying to find it, but they did have the goods. I bought three skeins of lightweight Socks that Rock in Carbon, Purple Rain, and Puck's Mischief (it's overcast in Big Texas today, so these photos are the best I can do). Tricoter is in a very upscale part of Seattle so it's pretty fancy for an LYS. The women working there were extremely nice and helpful, but the store seemed to cater to a somewhat older and wealthier crowd. This was evident in their higher than average prices and the fact that the store was chock full of sparkly ladies in their sixties and seventies knitting away and having a blast (one of them had her dog with her). I'm glad that this store exists and that those women were having such a great time, but I felt more at home at Hilltop Yarns.
While in Portland, I spent quite a bit of time knitting and honing my croshay skills. It's time for me and Bob to watch some of the programming that has piled up on our DVR in my absence, so I'll have to report on that later. My next post will be my 200th post, and I'm planning some sort of contest/yarn giveaway, so come back soon!