A Night W/O Depends

What happens at The Yarn Stash stays at The Yarn Stash.



names have been changed to protect the innocent



Last Saturday Burien had Ladies Day Out. It was a fun all day event that was tied into a fundraiser for the Susan G Komen Foundation. We stayed open until midnight knitting and chatting. Several of our friends joined us until midnight. Around 10pm we started to get a bit rummy (not literally - just not thinking clear from exhaustion). I was trying to show Nina and Pinta how to do color work in their Christmas stocking (our October SOTM) and things went down hill from there. Pinta asked me a silly question that I started to answer and then with out thinking I looked at her and said "WHAT??? I can't believe you are asking me such a silly question." With all of her knitting skills being able to tell right side from wrong side on a stockinette piece - poor gal was so tired. She looked at her knitting and started to giggle. Soon we were all laughing so hard we couldn't breathe. Santa Maria managed to get out that poor Pinta was probably going to have an accident. At that point we just sat there laughing. It was one of those things were you can't even look at each other for fear you will burst out in giggles again. We all had tears rolling and side aches from the chuckles. We were all sworn to secrecy that we would never reveal what happened at The Yarn Stash late one night. So there you have it Nina, Pinta, Santa Maria & CC - I have kept my end of the bargain. I did not disclose any names - no harm done to anyone. I really appreciate you ladies (dear friends) for sticking it out to midnight with us. I know it was hard on each of us in our own way. We had a great time knitting and laughing and we helped support a wonderful organization at the same time.

Breast Cancer has touched all of us in one way or another. The walkers from the 3-day event walked right by my house. I didn't realize they were going to be down this way. When I saw them I got a bit emotional. My son asked my why I was crying and all I could do was cry even more. I was finally able to explain that the sight of all those people pulling together moved me. They were walking for all their own reasons but together they were walking as one for the same reason. Don't take things for granted - get checked out, tell your friends to get checked, tell your relatives to get checked out. Hug everyone a bit tighter next time for those that can't.