a (wo)man of letters

Dear Amazon.com
I have to admit, you guys freaked me out. You said my order was completed on the 9th. the delivery date was "9th-21st Nov". This ensured I woke at the crack of dawn every day since the 9th, shivering with anticipation, only to be disapointed by the lack of morning couriers.
Yes, friends at Amazon, my sleep has been erratic for a week, and my friends and family have started climbing on the roof before offering me cups of tea to avoid being shouted at.
But, Amazon? All is forgiven.

Regards
Happy Spider

PS when's the SnB crochet book going to be released???

Dear Bendigo Woollen Mill,

I love you. I really really really do. Be mine?

Always,

Spider

Dear peeps at Rowan,

I adore Arabella. I love the eyelets, i love the 4ply cotton, i even love the teeny-tiny needles. I don't care that knitting her in white has turned me into a OCD lady macbeth type character, ever fearful of the slightest stain. I adore the fact that when i completed the main pieces and seamed the sides, the eyelets matched up first time round. I have overlooked the slightly pink ribbing from the Pony red needles.

I do, however, have a question. I have neither a 2.25mm circular needle, nor a 2.25mm crochet hook. i am fairly sure i will have to send away for the former. I had promised myself i would follow these instructions exactly for the first time in my life, considering i was using the correct yarn and all. So tell me, would it really be that bad to crochet the neck and back bands completely? It would save me two weeks of waiting and $7-$18...

Ever,

Spider.

Dearest fellow knitters,

i have a professor at uni whom i have what is termed 'grudging respect' for. Quite plainly, he is a nutter. a cute, lovely, funny nutter, but a nutter nonetheless.

Now this nutter has a wonderful theory about friendship. he says the thing that stops you being aquaintances and starts you being friends is trading flaws. when someone can know your flaws and still love you, that is friendship. I'm going to test this theory.

I am a failure. I am a failure as a knitter... nay as a human being. I have been putting off telling you all this due to the utter humiliation and stupidity i feel. But now the books have arrived i can cope without the blog for a few days and may be able to recover from my embarrasment from outing myself.

There arrived at my work about 6 weeks ago a spinning wheel. A beautiful pine ashford in full working order. It had a pair of carding combs. it had 5 bobbins. it came with a drop spindle. it came with a bobbin holder (lazy somethingorother). It came with a BAG of wool and a booklet of instruction. My boss put $145 Australian on it. He would have given it to me for $95 at the MOST.

Dear friends, i looked at it for 6 weeks. i did not buy it. i missed out.

weep for me.

spider.