But because I was not into dragging the equipment home to my Baby Wolf, and I didn't really have time to wind all the spools I would need, I bit the bullet and wound my towel warp on the board.
If you have done that, you know that sometimes those little spools roll around the floor, and make you want to swear, or maybe they DO make you swear.
Anyway, a while back, this old guy who used to work at a local (now closed) textile mill, brought me some stuff he had kept from it.
This was one of the things he brought me.
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Now when he gave it to me, it was covering a big cone of thread, and it actually turned and locked on the spool. But I decided it might work for these.
So I put it over them.
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There is a little sponge thing inside it, that the thread goes through first, and then up through the hole. And it worked like a charm. No little cones rolling around the floor, attracting attention from the kitties who 'stalk' me.
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And the warp went on nicely.
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Then it was time for the grandchildren, at least 3 of the 4. They swam in the pool, and frolicked in the hot tub.
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Has anyone ever figured out why Mimi's/Grammy's by whatever name, get so goofy about this next generation?
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Can anyone tell me how suddenly you are struck by lightning all over again?
Amazing.
And here is my Eddie, in his favorite spot by the window. He is in charge of our street, don't ya' know.
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I am goofy over him, as well.
Maybe I am just goofy.
It's been said.
6 comments:
All Grammys are goofy. It just goes with the title.
DI
I agree! There's nothing like grandchildren to bring out the "kid" in me! That's why we all get so pooped after a visit.
Those kidlets are just gorgeous.. you're entitled to your goofiness. ;)
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(can you tell I'm having fun with this?)
Beautiful grandkids and how nice they are close enough for you to get goofy over on a regular basis. The old man is looking quite dapper.
I wonder what he's thinking. Maybe that he could have sworn he could see to the end of the street not too long ago. Sigh, time marches on and none are spared.
I love measure out warp on a warping board. I love the rhythm of my arms as they go back and forth. I love watching the colors build up and make the pattern I am wanting. I listen to music while I work and it's like dancing with it.
Awww the Eddie just pulls at my heartstrings. Sigh.
And those grandkids are just goofygorgeousgreat!
Neato invention for the warp tubes too!
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