Background: My sister-in-law knits. I do not.
Rob: [looking at mail] You got some kind of envelope or something.
Me: Um, that certainly narrows it down.
Rob: It's handwritten. It's from a person, not a company.
Me: I got mail from a person? Huh...
Rob: It's one of those yellow padded envelopes.
Me: ... OH I KNOW what that is! It's YARN!!
Rob: Like we really needed some of THAT.
Me: It's pretty. I'm going to give it to Rosemary.
Rob: [relieved] Oh, okay.
Heh. He had exactly the stereotypical reaction to yarn coming into the house... and he's not even partnered to a knitter. I could hear his eyes rolling from the next room. He and my brother should chat. :-)
Rob: [looking at mail] You got some kind of envelope or something.
Me: Um, that certainly narrows it down.
Rob: It's handwritten. It's from a person, not a company.
Me: I got mail from a person? Huh...
Rob: It's one of those yellow padded envelopes.
Me: ... OH I KNOW what that is! It's YARN!!
Rob: Like we really needed some of THAT.
Me: It's pretty. I'm going to give it to Rosemary.
Rob: [relieved] Oh, okay.
Heh. He had exactly the stereotypical reaction to yarn coming into the house... and he's not even partnered to a knitter. I could hear his eyes rolling from the next room. He and my brother should chat. :-)
Ooh fun!
Speaking of socks, I'm bringing two more pairs for you. These are two 100% wool pairs I knit for myself and then managed to shrink with not careful enough washing. Now they don't fit me, and you're the only adult I know with smaller feet than mine. It's more fun to hand them over to someone else than to try to figure out how to make them longer again.
Re: Ooh fun!