an ode to my GoKnit pouch
oh GoKnit pouch, how do i love thee? let me count the ways…
one: a couple of weeks ago when i was forced privileged to attend the k-state/ou game, my trusty GoKnit pouch kept my knitting free from stadium gunk. though i have learned that should i find myself in that situation again i will be sure to pack knitting on circular needles..perhaps socks. anywho..if you notice in the photo my poor brother, bug, is well and truly squished. i poked him with my needles more than once and a least some of those times were on accident.
Two: when i got up before the sun to vote this morning you helped me to confuse the old people (she a radical young person with PINK hair, but she is knitting…i don’t know whether to shake my fist or pat her back) really the expressions this morning almost made me glad i wasn’t in bed. AND i was productive. i gained three inches while i stood in line. also, side note, you can use a collapsible pen as a cable needle if you are desperate.
my GoKnit pouch brings me joy….you should get one…then you could have joy too.
join us for twisted stitches tonight, where we promise a complete “political free” zone. no politics will be discussed..none…seriously.
p.s. i’m sitting here looking at jean ramsey…she’s baaaaccck! get excited people.


