Signature Needle Arts

The sock blocker is upside down on purpose—it is the new international sign of distress for knitters.

On Tues. December 8 we woke up to find that some X@%!@ robbers had come into our house and taken lots of things. The police had a horrified look on their faces when they realized Kent and I were upstairs, IN THE HOUSE, in bed. So, the silver lining was that we were not killed.

I had to really concentrate on that silver lining as I spent most of last week just trying to take care of stopping all the credit cards, getting new drivers’ license, replacing phones, laptop, etc. The prime officer told me to just take my time thinking about what they took because she recognized I was in shock.

If this has ever happened to you the biggest thing that was stolen was our sense of any security. Of course we also spent time upgrading our alarm system, getting new motion detector lights, and looking for really BIG guard dogs at rescue groups around the country. Paul did the research and found several breeds that seem to fit the “will eat the burglar” but have some other issues like: lots of slobber, will not go outside without digging holes everywhere etc.

As the 1st day and then the 2nd passed we realized more and more things were missing—like several bottles of liquor.

AND THEN….. OH THE HORROR! I looked under a counter near the liquor where I had squirreled a whole year’s Christmas knitting and IT WAS GONE! The bottom of the big tote had many pairs of socks and other things which it would seem served as a great carrying case for all the loot the X@%!@ robbers had taken.

Honestly this was the worst—all that work gone, and since none of the socks had been finished since I thought I would do all the Kitchener stitching at one time to finally get some good muscle memory of how to do it—I knew it would all be thrown in the garbage. All my beautiful Lorna’s Laces sock yarn, my special cotton blend for the allergic, and the crazy colors for the creative. All GONE!

There was one special project that I worked like crazy to find replacement discontinued yarn. I had UPS next day air coming and damn the cost—I just needed to try and get something back.

AND THEN… The miracle. I hazily had remembered that the tote was so big that I wanted to take it in the basement to my stash room but when I looked it was not there. BUT on the first day of Hanukkah (Friday) when I went down to the basement pantry to get a Christmas table cloth there it was! On the floor-in a room in which I would never have put it! I can only think that some family member must have taken the bag down and put it in the wrong place, or it was elves, or I just don’t care—it is back.

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