Well, it's taken me what seems like years, but I'm finally done with the hundreds of dollars worth of "regular" wool I ordered long ago. I made the switch over to merino on my last order and the difference is really noticeable. The last couple yarns I've spun have been very easy on my hands, not to mention a pretty bright white. It makes a small difference on my dyeing since I have a less rich base-color to start from, but still very beautiful. The first merino-thingie in the store is this beaded number, with freshwater pearls, swarovski crystals, and a matching slubby skein to go with:

So... I have this idea for a book. Not just a submission, but a whole book full of things, all designed by me, centered around the theme I have come up with. (I won't go into details since I am weird and paranoid that everyone will either a.)think the idea is stupid and ridicule me, or b.) love the idea and steal it from me.) I'm excited about it, but also very worried that I'm getting my hopes up too high. One of my biggest pet peeves in life is when people remember something I said a long time ago and bring it up at the worst possible time, such as "Hey, didn't you have an interview for your dream job? How'd that work out?" Then I have to say, "I didn't get the job. If I had gotten the job, don't you think I would have told you about it? You are an asshat." So my frustration is that being excited about something makes me want to share it with people and tell everyone, but I usually regret having opened my big mouth.