Our beloved Yarn Harlot came to Austin and the knitters came out in droves. When I first heard that the talk had been moved to the Church next door to the yarn shop it made perfect sense. Hill Country Weavers, while yarny and wonderful, doesn't have the required open spaces for this kind of gathering. I parked my car, walked up to the side door of the church and started looking around for where the stairs to the basement would be (I'm from Canada, I forgot that Texas doesn't have basements.) Surely we'd be in an annex of some sort. You know, the place where they have the ROTC pancake breakfasts, where the Girl Guides gather for meetings, where the Sunday School kids go before the heavy sermon starts. Um, no. Dudes....she spoke IN THE CHURCH. On the pulpit and everything! Waaaaaay cool.
Everyone was enrapt in the pews, knitting, with Yarn Harlot books tucked into the pew racks with the bibles. If church was like this every week? I'd totally go. (Try not to notice the weird trees set up all around Stephanie. It was like they were preparing to decorate for Christmas and abandoned the idea mid setup. Something about vacation bible school, but whatever, it was odd.)
Stephanie was signing books in small groups in the garage beside HCW, so there was plenty of time to shop, shmooze and talk knitting. When it was my turn, I was happy to learn that Stephanie knew who I was so I didn't have to feel like a dope by introducing myself as "Caro Splityarn." Seriously, yesterday was like none of us had real last names, we were all, "Christine Big Pink Cookie," "Julia Yarnmaven," and "Katy Blogless." After we got some pictures with the sock, Stephanie had to take a quick break to do something Very Important (HCW generously provided us all with beer and she'd been in the garage for over an hour at that point.) She zipped out of the garage and we all stood waiting, camera in hand for her return. It seemed as though the thought hit us all at once. She totally left the sock unattended! The dozen or so of us in there took turns fondling and petting the sock and many, MANY pictures were taken. Sorry Steph, we couldn't resist! That sock saw some good times!
Afterwards we headed down to Guero's for some adult beverages and a debrief of the days activities. "Frozen, with salt please, and omgdidyoubuysomeoftheZephyr?" So. Much. Fun. Many thanks to all of the San Antonio gang (Janna, Mary, Susan and your crew,) the Houston knitters (Staci, Kelp and more,) the Austin folks (Abbe, Kristin, Sarah, Tina, et al,) Alicia, Hill Country Weavers and Stephanie. It was a spectacular day that I'd happily repeat.