Hmm. A mysterious package, addressed to my husband. Rather large, too.
He says it’s for me, and that I should open it. I do. It’s filled with old copies of a Bakersfield newspaper and something vaguely head-shaped wrapped in a paper towel. Should I be worried? Knowing my husband, yes.
Well, I think we can add something new to the list of Things Tvini Wants. Too cute shirt from Threadless!
And speaking of stuff I don’t really need, I’m considering doing a pretty big selloff of yarn. I’m working on de-cluttering the house, and I realized that I have yarn I haven’t used in quite a while. If I haven’t knitted with it in three years, then it doesn’t matter how pretty it is, it’s just taking up space. I’ve got Noro, some very nice sock yarn, novelty (of course), cotton chenille, and lots more. 
And I’ve still got the Cherry Tree Hill merino boucle pictured at right, which for some reason, didn’t get bought the last time I tried to unload it – at half retail, no less! At 370 yards a hank, one of these would make a super-cute toddler sweater for only about $15. I did add a “yarns” heading on http://www.wearwithstyle.com so I’m not sure if I’ll put my stash up there, in the
Today, I need to pick up more straw for packing, stamp more boxes, and mail more hats. I noticed yesterday that one of the guys from the Hobo Hustle was back in front of the post office. Not Smokey Joe, the other guy. Maybe his 60 days were up, or maybe the pickings are just better in front of the post office. As long as he stays off of my car, we’re good.
Weather’s beautiful, wish you were here.