Sigh. I heart my boy.


For all the (generally sweet and good-natured) teasing The Boy does about my knitting and spinning, he totally threw me for a loop this past Friday night. We hooked up with some friends of ours while we were all up in Vancouver this weekend, and as we walked out of the bar he said to me: “here, give me that for a second” indicating my coat, which I was about to put on over my Rogue. Trusting soul that I am, I handed it over, even though it was raining (lightly).

At that point he says to our friends “I’d just like to point out the insane amount of talent and skill that went into this sweater she’s wearing (turning me around and pointing out all of the cable work) … and the pocket, which was my idea, and, and, and… “. The friends were suitably impressed, and I ’bout fell over dead. Who knew he’d not only noticed the sweater, but actually cottoned to the work and time that went into it? And the fact that he was impressed enough to Point It Out??? Yeah, he’s a keeper.


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