It’s the last day to get any of my sock patterns for $4.00.

The sale ends tonight!

So while we were on our impromptu pizza run, we just sort of happened to stumble into two yarn stores.  They were (more or less) on the way home.  And really, it’s not a trip unless you get some commemorative yarn, right?

The first was City Knits in Detroit.  It’s in a gorgeous building and was full of lots of lovely yarn.  My resolve remained strong, and I bought only one skein of yarn.  It’s not even for me.  The Boy saw some Misty Alpaca Hand Paint Sock yarn in a dreamy light blue/gray (color 05 for those looking for a poetic name) and was taken with it so it followed us home.  I also picked up some of those clever little 4 inch gizmos that have a crochet hook on one end and a knitting needle on the other end.  I’ve been wanting something like that to keep in my project bag and I was unreasonably glad to see they really exist.

The second store was Knit A Round in Ann Arbor.  There I was, alas, less restrained.  I bought enough yarn for four pairs of socks.  I could say that all the sock yarn was on sale.  I could say that it was yarn I hadn’t seen at my local store.  I could even say it’s a business expense.  Those are all true, but the heart of it was that it was all just drop dead gorgeous, and I was simply overcome with lust.

The first treat was two skeins of Knit One Crochet Too’s Crock-O-Dye, one in pink and one in gray.  I’ve never seen or even heard of this yarn before, but I have a feeling I will love it.  It’s just a bit thick (so it should work up quickly), and has a dash of silk for softness and nylon for strength.  The second was AslanTrends Santa Fe in Indigos.  It’s another wool/nylon blend with a good heft, a nice sproingy feel, and really lovely deep colors.  The final goody was some Malabrigo Sock in Indiecita.  I had heard about this but hadn’t ever laid hands on it.  The color was just too yummy to pass up.  I’m not sure it will turn into socks (I’ve heard mixed reviews about its durability) but it will doubtless become something marvelous.

Perhaps confession will be good for the soul, and I’ll stay on the yarn wagon for a while after this little indulgence.  Or not.