Fickleknitter

May 21, 2009

Spinning Wheel Injury of the Third Kind

I had my first spinning related injury yesterday whose sole responsibility relied entirely upon user error. I was excitedly teaching Roberta to spin (!!!) at her request (!!!!) when I jumped up from my wheel to grab a book from the bookshelf to share the magic that is art yarn. The next few moments unfolded in micro holyshits. First my wheel tipped precariously toward the floor, then Roberta reached out to grab it while I simultaneously shot my hand forward somehow grabbing the flyer hooks instantly stopping the wheel descent. This delicate ballet of ass over teakettle finally came to an end with the wheel reseated properly on the floor and me clutching my thumb while shrieking louder than Siouxsie and all her Banshees.

I don't blame the wool.

The only thing it's guilty of is wiling me with its subtle shades and killer name, Leafy Seadragon. (Although the unexpected visitor pictured in top left leaves a cold wind on my neck).

At this point I'd like to reassure my readers that spinning is in fact a safe pastime and one has great rewards.

That and small gaping flesh wounds are easily closed with new skin. (But my pride will remain injured for at least a week).

Posted by Michelle at May 21, 2009 01:43 PM