We were in fact at the lake with the husbeast's family - his mother and her siblings, and some of their kids and grandkids. Yesterday afternoon there were thirteen kids under the age of 11 running around (counting the Goob). I'm pretty sure they outnumbered the adults, but my head was spinning and I'm not going to think about it.
It was a lot like the Mongol Horde, only shorter.
Turns out the guild that That Neighbor belongs to is doing a workshop on spinning novelty yarns. They need to let guild members sign up first, but if my luck holds, they'll have room for me, too. Mid-October. Whee!
Knit in the car the whole way to and from the lake, and also at the lake (in an attempt to cling to sanity). Got about two inches done, and for the first time I'm thinking it may be within the realm of reality to finish at least one of these Lustkofen before Christmas.
I'm thinking every time I finish one of these huge balls of wool from Bendigo Woolen Mills, I will celebrate. Probably with chocolate.
Have located (at the local library) a copy of a book on color theory. It's one of those that's either impossible to find, or costs eleventeen hundred dollars. I'm looking forward to a good read, and intend to subject my readers to the details.