Smokey and I had brunch with Cathy–Cate and her husband, Mike, today. They spent the weekend in our area to canoe the river, admire the fall colors, and attend a local fiber festival. As requested, she brought along her yarny purchases from said festival — lovely stuff! (Weirdly, I recognized the handwriting on one of the tags as being remarkably similar to that on the tag of a skein of handspun I bought at another local knitting event last year. Probably not so weird, really; it’s all local yarn.) We discussed, among many other things, knitting injuries; she has suffered tennis elbow from knitting, and both she and Mike — a guitarist — have suffered from pain in the hands. Knitting really is a sport, y’know? We get injured just like pro athletes. (Aaron Rogers, the Packers quarterback, got a broken collarbone in the game against the Vikes today. Same thing, right?)

We had met up once before and I had run into her at Vogue Knitting in Minneapolis last year. ‘Twas good to chat over a yummy meal again! Let me know the next time you are in the ‘hood, Cate!