My mom is currently on summer break from her job at a KC-area elementary school. This means that she spends her days emailing me pictures of lolcats, walking the dogs, and browsing Etsy.
This is dangerous. Though, not so much for me. Mainly for her. Because, though my birthday isn’t for another 2 months, I’ve already chosen and received my gifts from dear ol’ mumsie and dudsie (Mom and Dad? Can I start calling you mumsie and dudsie?).
We spent nearly two hours the other night browsing Etsy ‘together’ (read: via rapid-fire emails). This is what happened:
From Chestnut Bay Fibers, some absolutely dee-licious sock yarn in the “Starry Night” colorway:
And after having the wedding I did, how could I *not* NEED this yarn?
C’mon, you know I would’ve been stupid not to buy plead for it!
Plus, when there are approximately 43 gazillion shades of blue involved, how can you go wrong?
Then, Mom discovered this darling little skein of 100% silk:
And it somehow jumped into her cart, too.
Little does it know, it’s about to jump onto my needles and become a lacy little neck something-or-other (cowl, if I’ve got enough).
The colorway is “Chocolate Vanilla Swirl”, which I think is a brilliant suggestion. I might just eat this.
Wait! That gives me an idea! Hold on…
There we go, much better 
After we did the damage at Chestnut Bay Fibers, Mom and I moved on to Fearless Fibers, where the real trouble started…
Superwash sock yarn in “Lust”, which is an all-too-appropriate name, as I am about to go hump this yarn. ‘Scuse me.
This is a titch brighter than the yarn’s actual shades, but it still gets me. It makes me wish I were like 2cm tall, and I could go climb up the side of this yarn and settle down into the twists and wriggle back and forth and make it my little home there and drink tea from thimbles.
See? Doesn’t it have that effect on you too?
Selfless person that I am, I didn’t request that all these birthday gifts be for me. No, I so graciously and generously allowed my mom to pick out a skein for herself, and this is what she chose:
610 yards of laceweight alpaca in a color called “reverie”, but what it really reminds me of are uncut amethysts, the kind that are veined and cloudy and gorgeous.
I think it will ultimately become a long, skinny, wisp of a scarf for Mom.
Aren’t I a wonderful daughter for allowing my mom to buy herself something? Really, my compassion knows no bounds.
Finally, the piece de resistance of this yarny adventure. More sock yarn, called “Spellbound”:
And here’s what I think happened. I think Deb of Fearless Fibers saw Stardust and fell in love with Una’s dress, just like I did. Then I think she dyed some yarn to match. Then she listed it. Then I bought it, and then I died of happiness.
Because let me tell you, this is an exact match. Not a “whoa that’s uncanny” exact match, but a crazy nutso hardcore make Kate go nuts with the sheer *perfection* of it all exact match.
Now I just don’t know what to do with it! It’s a 113 gram skein, 550 yards. Easily enough for 2 pairs of socks (1 regular, one low-cut). But I think that this yarn might be too special for socks. I think it needs to be SEEN. I think it needs to be a shawl.
I shall now dive into Ravelry and I won’t come back until I have the perfect solution!
And also, I’m pretty sure I need to start knitting this immediately, or else I never will. It’s one of those things, y’know? I can’t just keep this yarn as my pet. I won’t let myself. I won’t!
Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me…
PS>Now what will I have to look forward to on September 14th?
