I yarn shopped today. On line. Where it's all a swirl of numbers and "I want that" and it doesn't feel like you're really spending money because you're sitting at your desk in your pajamas and nothing actually changes hands. I spent about $130. Right before the holidays. With the in-laws due in less than a week.
The husbeast may swoon. (Particularly after I hit the book store here in town this afternoon and pick up some novels I've been wanting since October.)
Some of it was planned. I had a little leftover on my gift certificate at Elann, so I bopped over there and got a shade card for their Highland wool (since I love it and will be using it more in the future). Another shade card means I need another binder, 'cause this one will explode if I try to put one more in there... And I got some sock-weight superwash yarn with the idea of dyeing it and knitting myself some socks. 'Cause I don't have enough projects going on around here. (My mother-in-law's a knitter and might get a kick out of food coloring and crockpot yarn dyeing. I plan to do it while they're here. 'Cause the kitchen won't be messed up enough, cooking Thanksgiving dinner and all.)
Then I went over to Webs and ordered the lopi light I need for the jacket steek-along. I was gonna knit it out of something I had laying around, but after a year of knitting for others, damn it, I want to make it out of the yarn I want, in the colors I want, so I bought it. Damn it. (Colors #419 Ocean and #438 Lt Fuschia, visible here.) I found myself crusing weight-lace yarns, going 'oooh, shawls', but I came to my senses and did NOT order anything else. (I never wear shawls, and next year's state fair entry will be knit on 0000's with #70 tatting cotton.) So I sorta behaved and only got what I needed (NEEDED), but the total's still a little painful.
And then I sorta lost my head. I was going to order from Amazon, but lately they've really been pissing me off, so I went to Schoolhouse Press to get a book for a Christmas present. (I SWEAR. I want to give my mother-in-law a copy of "Poems of Color" to go with her Blue Shimmer. She knits. She'll get it. She'll LIKE it.) Of course Schoolhouse Press has so many OTHER cool books... I found myself buying books on lace, celtic motifs, and Turkish sock patterns before I knew what hit me. (The Turkish sock book was going out of print! I had to get it! I actually knit things withTurkish sock patterns. Really. Look at the brown and red jacket if you don't believe me.)
No Christmas presents for me.
And now I need to go figure out what we're eating for Thanksgiving. I fear it may be peanut butter sandwiches. (For the first time in fifteen years the husbeast has admitted that ham might be getting a little old, so we're discussing doing prime rib; but it may wind up being plain old turkey after the book spree.)