My Bad....

I feel like I scarfed down a Hot Fudge Brownie Delight after a whole week of careful dieting...
But it's Angela's fault, not mine.

Angela, of our local SNB, worked at a local yarn store before it shut its doors about a year and half ago. She remains in contact with the owner and offered out of the goodness of her own heart to help liquidate those pesky last tidbits of stock. Yarn stock..needle stock...you get the idea. So, Angela rented a stall at the local flea market, sent out an email by way of an invite and voila, an end to the yarn diet.

Apologies to Angela for unleashing the world's chattiest, touch-everything-in-the-stall girls on her this morning!

Spring must be in the air, cuz I went a bit cotton crazy. Lovely mercerized cotton, perfect for summer tanks for the girls (and maybe me)

Ellery decide that this was Macaw colour. It's hers now.


Sophisticated shades of taupe, cream, brown and blue...this must be for moi!


And citrus...definitely Miss Clarebear



I haven't figured out what to do with either of these merinos, but they are soft like kittens and luscious blue-based shades...




Oh, and can't forget a few needles...these are pretty small, but I'm fixated on socks right now.


So, it really doesn't count as an indulgence if it is liquidation-priced, right?