Why I Smell Like a Sheep

We've been keeping pretty busy lately. Over the holiday we took the boys and met some friends at the aquarium in Salt Lake. Davis said his favorite animals at the aquarium were "the fishies, because they taste good (insert slurping noise)."

But what I really wanted to tell you is that right now I smell like a sheep, and not just any sheep-- a wet sheep. Yesterday was the first session of my spinning class and I came home with some very lovely things.

First because I can not go into a yarn store and not buy yarn, I purchased some wonderful blue sock yarn. With it I plan to make another pair fingerless mitts. You can never have too many fingerless mitts.

I also came home with a brand new drop spindle, some very poorly spun (by me) yarn, and some clean and carded wool with which I am supposed to practice spinning more yarn.

I was also given a bag of unwashed and uncarded wool that I have now washed. And even though my sink was full of dirt, hay, and other things I'd rather not mention, my wool looks pretty much the same as it did before I washed it. I never have been very good at homework.