And Simply Tout le Monde Was There

Opening Production Number*

Sing it with me now!

It's Friday! It's Friiiiiiddddaaayyyyy!

Friday! Friday! Friday!

(soft-shoe dance break)

Friday Friday Friday Friday!

Tomorrow I don't have to go into the frigging office!

(kickline–bring it on home now, everybody)

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Frrriiiiii-iiiiiii-daaaaaaaaaaaay!

(Picture pose. Slow curtain.)

Ahem.

How I Spent My Tuesday Evening

As planned, I toddled over to the knitting meet-up that dare not speak its name at the Museum of Contemporary Art. Such a crush, my dears, as you never saw.

It was perfectly delightful, apart from the moment when a member of the museum staff addressed us collectively over the microphone as "Ladies."

It should be obvious to anyone who sees me that I am no lady, in any sense of the word.

But no matter. It was a wonderful night. I even helped four newbies learn to cast on.

(And when I say newbies, I mean so new they were still covered in placenta. They all had those kits from Target, with the size 26 needles and the ultra-bulky yarn, and one of them held up her needles and said, "Now, is this knitting or crochet?" Anyhow, I felt proud to be their first enabler. Aidan valiantly stepped in when one of them simply could not get the long-tail method into her fingers. Thank you, angel.)

Aidan gave me something, which is so special it gets its own post a little later on.

In addition to Aidan, Andy from the men's group showed up, bringing the andro contingent up to three.

I was also delighted to see Nancy Kwik and Dierdre again, from the Windy City Knitting Group. (Nancy brought along her non-knitting husband, who was extremely charming and very cute...you go, Nancy.) And the one-and-only Bonne Marie was there. Bonne Marie was working with this delish Lorna's Laces Shepherd's Worsted in a colorway (it's here, on the dress form) that she got right from the Lorna's Laces studio, and which was never issued. She's lucky I like her, or I might have tailed her out of the museum and mugged her in the dark to get it.

And, joy of joys, Jen was there, with little Alec in tow. (Well, actually she was carrying him. I don't wish to give you the impression that she was dragging him across the marble floors by a leg or something.)

Jen is the person who gave the world the bunny hat in Stitch 'n Bitch Nation, and she just keeps getting better. We lucky few got a chance to scope out a showstopping item she's submitted for publication. I won't say more, I will only say it made me want to adopt a toddler so I could knit this thing.

I don't know of any designer who can beat Jen for creating children's designs that go right up the edge of too precious without going over. The pieces are colorful, and whimsical, and yet never make even a dyed-in-the-wool cynic like me want to blow chunks.

She has hat kits on her site. She ought to have more. She ought to have a book, that's what she ought.