Tuesday, November 29, 2005

The Strangest Dream about The Harlot

Just so my family can scrape their collective jaws off the floor, I wasn't dreaming about harlots... I dreamt about The Yarn Harlot.

I've never met this woman, but yet, there she was, in my dream last night. I dunno - I ate pizza with onions on it yesterday, maybe that's why I had the strange dream. This whole knit blogging thing may land me in some sort of counselling yet!

In my dream the Harlot was in town for a book signing and I was the person lucky enough to escort her around town. How I managed it, I don't know.
I took her to The Fleece Artist's Studio where she dove into a pile of wool and I had to coax her out with some Handmaiden Ottawa. Then I took her to Lucy's house where we ooooohed and aaaaaahed over Lucy's designs. We hit all the local yarn stores (Tangled Skeins, LK, the Loop) and had a grand old time.

It was all very hilarious. She was such great fun to hang out with, well, she was in my dream but I'm sure she is in real life as well.

I wonder if she'll ever come to town.

(No pressure or anything... but y'know, the HRM SnBers would just be so pleased to host you.)


  1. yay you are back!

  2. I had a dream last night that Mr Moe decided that the toilet was a good place for me to store my purse.

    I think it is definitely time that the harlot brings the bookbookbook tour east.
    (after all you and she share the same first name and MY middle name. Coincidence? I think not.)

    We are such drooling superfans. We need a name, like the fanilows and claymates have, but um, not as dorky. On second thought, maybe we don't need a name.

  3. It sounds like the blahs have passed. Yippee! If the Harlot visits you, can I come too?

  4. Anonymous9:48 p.m.

    That sounds like a fun dream, I hope she visits your town and you get to meet her for real. :)


  5. I've been having weird dreams too...but i'd be more worried if you were having dreams about kafe fassett or ana voog lol!! (do you think moe is a claymate?)
    ps I suck at word verification...

  6. *shudder* Morg, I am NOT a claymate, nor a fanilow. Very funny.