Three Cheers For Swap Night!

The Ninja went above and beyond the call of duty to make this swap possible... making stitch markers, sewing lavender satchets, putting all the gift bags together, schlepping her HUGE swap stash to the event and remaining calm while I madly searched for my not-missing wallet before we left for KOL. So three cheers for her:

Hip, Hip, Hooray!

Hip, Hip, Hooray!

Hip, Hip, Hooraaaaaaaaay!!

Also, three cheers for all the entire KOL group for the graciousness and restraint* you all showed when the Good Yarn was being "auctioned" off last night.

Hip, Hip, Hooray!

Hip, Hip, Hooray!

Hip, Hip, Hooraaaaaaaaay!!

This was quite possibly the best KOL night EVAH!**

I've never seen Rock, Paper, Scissors work so peacefully to settle disputes as it did last night. World leaders should sit up and pay attention - the world would be a better place if you could settle arguments so quickly and efficiently and without whining.

Not to get too sappy and/or philisophical on you, but I think that last night showed why knitters (and maybe just human beings in general) are wonderful. Each of us had different goals - some wanted to leave with lighter loads, others didn't want to take more than they felt they had contributed, and everyone wanted to have a great time.

While everyone joked that they would stab someone with blunt double-points for particular skeins, it was very nice to hear people say, "Oh, you didn't get anything yet - you go ahead." or "You really want it, take it." It was even good to see people standing up for their choices and asking for a Rock, Paper, Scissors throw down.

I hope that last night exceeded everyone's expectations and goals and I hope that no one left feeling they hadn't gotten at least one skein that they really wanted.

Thanks, as always, to the fine baristas at The Wired Monk for putting up with the chaos. Big cheers for the nice coffee-slinger who brought out the extra chairs and turned down the music for us.

Hip, Hip, Hooray!

Hip, Hip, Hooray!

Hip, Hip, Hooraaaaaaaaay!!

I hope we weren't too loud down there.

And finally, a fond farewell to the Geek, who is leaving us behind as she follows moves to the Big City. Henry is grief stricken and has taken to bed. He's at home now watching Casablanca, weeping and eating Ben and Jerry's. This morning he snapped at Mauve, who is gravely concerned about his well-being. (Incidentally, Geek, I didn't know that you were still blogging, so I didn't intend to snub you by not leaving comments.)


*ok, I admit to not showing restraint when that ball of Seawool flew by my head
**And that includes the night that Jaichan gave us the word Merkin after I told the crotch story.