Wet and wild...and hairy

I am about to say something so unknitterly that I may be blackballed from the knitting world forever, but since I'm not known for holding my opinions to myself often (just ask my husband), I'll go ahead and say it...

I hate mohair! (A collective gasp goes out through knit-topia) There, that has been on my chest for a while now, every since I made my first felted purse.

Now, before you go and form an angry mob, put down those pitchforks and torches and let me tell you why. (Beware, this is a heavily parenthesized post)

I hate mohair because it is...so hairy. Seriously, if I wanted to look like a crazy cat lady, I would adopt a few dozen cats, but every time I knit with mohair, I have to bust out the packing tape and clean off all the long hairs that are all over me. This was especially bad when I was wearing a knee brace, because I would pull off the brace and the Velcro would literally be packed, the whole brace would look like I rolled it around in a kennel, or even worse, the hole where my knee stuck through would be covered and the rest of my leg would be hair free where it was covered by the brace. All the doctors thought that I ran a humane society. Not a good look...

Reason number two: It sticks to my hands when it is wet, (as when felting) I know that this is a result of its hairy-ness, which could be added above, but I still hate it, and since this is my blog, I get to put it as its own reason. When you reach into the garment bag to check your felting (or worse, when you put your feet into wet clogs) that mohair is all over the place, sticking and hairy...like petting a wet angora goat. Not that I've ever done that, but I imagine it a comparable experience, considering that the angora goat is the source behind mohair.

And lastly, I don't like it cause it is itchy. Yeah, so is wool, I know. But it is not as itchy as mohair, and it isn't as hairy. So the question which begs to be asked...why the spank do I keep buying it!? I. Don't. Know. Crazy cat lady, I'm just a step behind you.

This weekend was somewhat eventful. Friday was J's birthday, and even though I didn't make a post to tell him how much I love and enjoy him, I do. See, I even got him a can of menudo for his birthday, lucky guy! We also had dinner at the food court in the mall, can a husband ask for more??Jack and I made a cake, and then Mimi helped to frost it. It was like a knitting pattern. Spread, lick, *spread, lick, repeat from (*)

We usually clean our table off before we sit to eat, so all that mess is birthday-related. Just so ya know.

Saturday was crazy because J wanted to go to a promotional thing at a sporting-goods store, and then the gym that I am now a member of had a St. Patrick's day "party." There was free food which I find highly motivating, so we went. It was so cold! And the free food was somewhat skimpy. "Naked" burritos and a little bit of pizza. (I'm not sure what I was expecting from a gym promotion, most people would have realized that the food would be on the health conscious side) I could have gone for more food, but the trip was worth it when the Boulder Running Company gave away awesome water bottles and we all got one...free. The funny part of that is that I had actually bought a water bottle (the first one since in about eight years) at the sporting-goods store because when I use my Nalgene bottle on the treadmill, I dump water all over myself. Now I have two, though Mimi has claimed the one that I actually paid for.

Sunday found us in Denver for a Purim carnival, which the kids loved. We loved it too, but not as much because we were too big for the inflatables. We chased them all over for a few hours while they played games like Burst Haman's Bubble, Crown Esther and Purim Plinko. The biggest hit was the cotton candy which was devoured in record time. Fun times had by all.

B wore his hair like Albert Einstein, and his full-sleeve tattoo. Princess Mimi made her own crown and played the part well.Jumpin' Jack (with Robin Hood hat in hand)Then we went to an authentic-like New Mexican restaurant, which is one of the things we miss the most from New Mexico. I really love Denver, but I guess I am a little biased since it is the Capital of my home state.

Knitting news is nil, but I might have some time when I quit playing on Ravelry. Yeah, I was warned that it is a time sucker by every blogger in the world, but I still got on and I can't seem to quit.