A very Harlot kind of eveningJuly has been quite exciting around these here parts.
(The cats share in all the excitement).
I spent a week in Tulsa with the Royal School of Church Music.
I passed my two year blogiversary (Hi, I'm Emily, and I'm a blogger.)
We had a wedding and a patronal feast at St. C's--all in the same weekend.
And last, and most certainly not least, the Metro OKC Knitters' Guild and Gourmet Yarn hosted Stephanie Pearl-McPhee, known to the
The cake was not finished. Three hours before we had to be in our seats at the library, awaiting the entrance of the Harlot, and the cake wasn't done.
The bakery manager took our cake to a decorator at another store and I paced the aisles of Large Chain Grocery Store That Shall Remain Nameless (lousy magazine section, folks). The store manager, I should add, was quite helpful, and, as you can see, not only did we have our cake with Stephanie's blog logo on it, it was free.
The words "free full-size sheet cake" are very pleasant to the ear.
Even more pleasant to the ear:
I had to stop pinching myself. Stephanie Pearl-McPhee was in Oklahoma City? She is, in person, even more delightful than her blog and a keen observer of the life of knitters.
Don't be frightened. We're pretty well-behaved as long as we have yarn and pointy sticks in our hands.
(More to follow. Blogger is being pesky. I know, you're shocked).