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||Posted - 05/13/2013 : 12:55:58 PM
I have read in the Yarn Harlot's books about dropped yarn balls that follow you as you walk around (the worse being a ball dragged from a car!) but it never happened to me until last week.
It could have been the drinks (two cocktails). Maybe the dim lighting at the bar obscured the surroundings. In any case I left the bar with a ball of Sundara silk lace unravelling for at least 30 feet while a nice gentleman ran after me (he even wound the ball as he went along!).
So when was the last time you 'dropped the ball'?
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||Posted - 06/02/2013 : 5:28:36 PM
I "dropped the ball" on a bus. I was in the back & it rolled right down the middle to the the front!
Keep on knitting!
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||Posted - 05/30/2013 : 8:34:31 PM
Last summer, my husband, daughter and I went out for breakfast. Of course, my knitting was along for the ride and came in and out of the restaurant with me. On our return home, I started to knit again and all of a sudden we hear a boing! after a mile or so and I screamed realizing my yarn had been trailing us from outside the car. My wonderful, wonderful husband turned the car around and drove slowly down the road and wouldn't you know it, we found the end of the yarn. He stopped the car and I got out and started rolling the yarn into a ball. I had to, it was the last of the yarn for a project I was in the middle of. I am one crazy knitter!
||Posted - 05/30/2013 : 08:24:00 AM
This is a great thread. These stories fill me with a sense of glee--all those people being exposed to knitting and helping the knitter. No one has mentioned any grumps or anybody being mean or annoyed, they're all good matured [edited: uh, natured, not matured] folks. It's like helping with the knitting brings out the best, or at least the good, in people somehow. Or at least that's my little fantasy world.
Different is good. ~Matthew Hoover
||Posted - 05/29/2013 : 10:22:51 AM
Hee hee these are good "yarns" My daughter dropped a ball as she was walking along knitting in a shopping centre once. It went along the street and in the door and through into the shop. Trouble was, we could not get out the in door. I had to go out the exit while she waited inside the entrance for me to go and retrieve it. Serves her right for knitting while walking along the street.
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||Posted - 05/28/2013 : 11:55:48 AM
While the ball of yarn was securely in my knitting bag, I dropped the project on my exit from the elevator. I discovered this when I got to the door of my hotel room. I followed the yarn back to the elevator door and was able to pull the project and needle free, but the door had bent my precious Addi Lace needle. Well, I found that it was no trouble at all to knit with a bent Addi Lace needle and continued to knit my shawl for the rest of my trip.
||Posted - 05/23/2013 : 1:17:15 PM
I do have a dropped yarn story: My daughter's dog got a ball of my special tatting thread, dragged it all around the yard, the entire ball. Embarrassed because I had left it within her reach, I quietly picked it all up from the yard, put it in a plastic bag to unsnarl and rewind on my plane trip home. On the plane, didn't I drop the ball and it rolled under a nearby seat. I was about to give up and leave it there, but a kind man in the next row got under the seat and retrieved it for me. I could never thank him enough.
||Posted - 05/23/2013 : 09:32:12 AM
Last time I DROPPED the ball...involved a mud puddle...NOT pretty, but leading me to design my Yarn a Long bracelet, and ending the problem for me!
For the Love of Fiber,
||Posted - 05/23/2013 : 04:34:31 AM
One time I dropped a ball of yarn in a school auditorium at my kids concert. Because the floor was sloped downwards, the ball took off and rolled under rows and rows of seats. It was the most embarrassing thing ever. A friend helped me retrieve it. I had to ask all the people in the seats in front of me to pass the ball underneath their seats to the people behind them.
||Posted - 05/19/2013 : 10:41:19 AM
Minh, that scene could be the opening of a very romantic movie! I had an experience like Robinstephanie on an Amtrak train. I happened to drop the ball as the train was going around a curve so in addition to unrolling down the aisle, it crossed back and forth and under seats so just about everybody in the car -- mostly businessmen in suits, half of them on their cell phones -- had to get involved in the retrieval. Fortunately, everybody was good natured about it. I have since invested in a couple of the Yarn Pop project bags that have a small space to feed the working yarn through even when it is completely zipped. No more runaway yarn for me!
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||Posted - 05/17/2013 : 09:01:54 AM
I love these stories!
YAY Minh that you had a helpful person!
Yay Robinstephanie that you got it all done in time for your stop!
I too have dropped yarn. Usually either waiting for a subway or once I stepped into the subway and a man followed me with a dropped ball. Thank goodness for him or my ball would unraveled behind my train like something in a movie.
Life is not a having and a getting, but a being and a becoming. ~Myrna Loy
||Posted - 05/16/2013 : 11:38:59 AM
That's a wonderful little story, Minh!
Knitting with Sundara silk lace in a bar! Wuf! pretty nervy!
(I think I may be extra-posessive of my one ball of Sundara silk lace, because I get it out and stroke it from time to time, and have had it for several years. No pattern seems to be worthy of this yarn! I am silly about this, I think!)
Life is beautiful.
||Posted - 05/16/2013 : 08:22:38 AM
I lost a ball on the subway once. Zip! In 2 seconds it was rows down, past the doors, and almost to the end of the car. My stop was coming. I ran to retrieve it. People had to lift feet and stuff, but they were very nice and laughing. The last strand ran under a guy's legs, and he was sleeping. By that time, people were starting to get on at the stop. I had to bend down and reach behind his legs to unwrap the strand. But then it was free and I leapt off the train.
And I bet it was a pleasure for the gentleman to retrieve your ball of yarn. It seems like such a sweet, unconscious action. I bet you reminded him of a knitter he loves.
Different is good. ~Matthew Hoover
||Posted - 05/14/2013 : 06:35:23 AM
lol, what a nice man
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||Posted - 05/13/2013 : 4:08:20 PM
Minh, that nice gentleman must have a knitter in his life. I'm impressed that he was winding the ball as he went along! How else would he have known what to do?LOL
||Posted - 05/13/2013 : 3:04:03 PM
I have not dropped one like that outside of my house, but I did once have a rogue ball of Twilley's Freedom Wool take off on a plane. It made it a good 10 rows before I realized it. Lol!
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