A meter for Peter.

So, I just wrote this great post with all the pictures I took and great stories and great everything. And I lost it.


Gone.


Okay, I lied a bit. I did write a great post. However, there were no pictures. This is due to one simple fact. I didn't take any. Well, I took four. Four pictures that suck.


So, I spent the better half of my lunch hour linking to my funny fiber blogging friends who travelled to NY State. I did tell funny stories. But they're gone now, eaten by the internet.


Go see the other funny fiber gals for the fun. If you shake a stick (or just do a google search) you'll hit a whole gaggle of them AND you'll see some glimpses of the Bookish Girl.


So, here's a picture. My first self-portrait Tuesday.

Me snuggling with my honey.





On another note.
(This is going to kill the Google searchers out there trying to get some porn action.)


Has anyone ever seen a measuring tape of the same genre as this, that have a little pee-wee instead of a Pinocchio nose? It is apparently referred to as a Peter Meter. However, a google search has yielded something a bit different than what I was looking for. We discussed this measuring tape this weekend and I think it is just about the funniest thing. Ann said, "Yeah but it only measures 6 inches." and then Cara said, "Even though it says 6 it actually is 4 inches."


See what I mean about the love and the LAUGHING?! There was a lot of laughing.


Johanna has seen one in person (was Dani there too?), she was the source of the original story.


I want one too!

PS - I'm going HERE tonight. Anyone else going to be there?