How Erin got me to Kiss a Llama.
For the second year in a row, Erin and I descended on a little town in Colorado named Estes Park. This year, however, had a slightly different spin on it.
First of all, Erin is now a native of the CO. So we drove to the Wool Market in Erin's car. The same car we used to go to the grocery store in Salt Lake City, was the very same car taking us to the Wool Market. So weird.
Also, this year we were a little older and wiser about our approach. We didn't let the bright lights and smell of livestock disorient us. For me personally, I was able to take my time and really think about the purchases I was making instead of just throwing money at yarn because it looked like a purdy rainbow or an inside-out watermelon.
Thirdly, I really met up with some great bloggers this year. Last year, I think I was still a little shy about being a knit blogger, so I didn't really introduce myself to too many people. Maybe I felt like a poser or something, not cool enough to be in the club. But this year, I was able to drop that feeling and really meet some fun gals.
From Left to Right: Jane, Michaele, Jenifer, Chris, and Erin
And of course there was Kristi (a.k.a. Fiber Fool). She was a life saver for me at Estes Park. I will tell you how in Part Two.
In the end, Estes Park was a great experience. Erin and I made some fabulous purchases, met great gals, and were able to have some serious fun...See?
Oh, Estes, if anything, you are always good for some wacky hat fun.
And how could I forget, the kiss...
(I have no idea how Erin pulled this one off. She is an evil genius or something.)
Stay tuned for Estes Park: Part Two...