Lately, Live Longer has been knitting. I believe this hobbit (combination of hobby and habit) began just before we visited Portland.
“It’s supposed to be really relaxing, ” she told me as we drove to her friends house to finish her snood (round neck scarf). “But sometimes I’ll find myself grinding my teeth and experiencing what feels like carpel tunnel because I’ve been gripping the needles too tight.”
“Sounds very relaxing,” I told her.
As soon as we arrived at her friend’s house the two of them started speaking a different, and rather naughty, language.
“Just slip through there,” her friend said.
“Really? It seems so loose,” Live Longer responded.
“You can make it tighter. You can also take it through the back loop.” her friend advised.
“If I was only hearing this conversation, and I didn’t know you were knitting, I’d have some questions,” I told them while focusing on my very simple, sex-term free, craft of deco-podging a photo frame.
A few minutes later, another comment, “Oh, wow, you’re purling. I can’t watch.”
“No need to watch,” I said. “Just listen.”