I first saw this yarn on their Facebook page in this photo:
And the top three colors just grabbed me. The thing with Fiber Optic is that she has so many colors, I can find it difficult to choose. But here were three that I loved together, which made it easy (or easier, anyway; I still spent some time on the website saying but what about this, or that?).
I added the fourth skein thinking that it might go with them, but in person I'm not sure they're a great match: it has more green and other colors than I had thought it would. Not complaining! Just saying that it might have a separate fate from the other three.
I mean, look at them.
Time will also tell when my last currently outstanding yarn order will arrive. It's coming from the UK, and according to the tracking (which is a little non-standard since the USPS got it from the Royal Mail), it went from England to Chicago, arriving last Friday, then is "in transit," no further details. (USPS, in its infinitely wisdom, continues to assure me that it's expected to be delivered today, but also that it's going to be later than expected, which is only their usual level of silliness.) I'm sure it will be worth the wait, but I'm excited for it to get here!
Miss Maggie had herself quite a morning today. It's not at all unusual for her to announce that she's at a loose end, and that we need to figure out what she wants and give it to her. Food? Bed? Play? But this morning she scorned it all, while continuing to complain that we weren't giving her what she wanted, why wouldn't we give her what she wanted? Meow! Meow!
Finally, figuring that she was probably hungry even though she had refused to approach the bowl in its usual spot, I brought it out to where she was sulking in the living room, and put it in front of her. She humphed very briefly, then put her nose down and ate and ate.
After she finished, and washed her face, she complained again briefly, and I basically put her in bed and pulled the blanket over her, then spoke soothingly to the lump. Which reluctantly settled down, and stayed there for, oh, five hours, until my mother came home and our voices woke her. Baby needed that nap.
Good thing she's cute.