The more things change, the more things stay the same!

Someone in the CLF on Ravelry found this 160 year old Punch article... surprisingly true for those of us who are addicted to needlework...

Click the link and have a good laugh...

The Law of Crochet

That little voice inside my head...

I'm sure you have one too, it's the one that says, "Sure, take another piece of cake, what's one more tiny slice in the Grand Scheme of the Universe?" Well, sometimes, the one in my head says, "What's another few tiny balls of sock yarn? They're only 50 grams apiece! Bring some home... they're only a paltry Euro per skein!" So, I bought some... more... yarn... sigh...

Are there enough hours in a day, days in a week, weeks in a year, years in a lifetime, for me to do anything with All My Yarn? No, I don't think so. Could someone tell the little voice that? Please?

I'd rather be crocheting...

...or at least reading what others have to say about crocheting, or shopping for yarn or downloading cool patterns. But I really should mop or do laundry..........

Hmmm, maybe blogging to avoid housework is a better idea...

I will not give you feeble excuses as to why I have not blogged in ages... (but perhaps moving to another continent with my family, most of my possessions and 6 huge boxes of yarn had something to do with it).

Yes, I moved my yarn 4159 miles (6691 km). And, not just a little-- a whole lot. Some is in storage, but most of it is here in Germany with me. "Why?" you might ask. "Don't they have yarn in Europe?" you may query. Well, to a fiber addict, it's akin to asking a mother which of her children she'd like to leave behind. The poor, sweet, colorful, soft little skeins would be bereft if I left them for years in a cold corner of my mother-in-law's basement. So the yarn came with me... and now I've bought my yarn some new foreign friends to hang out with. This is yarn addiction. And I am unrepentant.