Olive wants to wish everyone a happy Easter, and hopes your Easter basket is filled with lots of hay, twigs and raisins. Oh, and maybe a pinecone or two, if you’re into those. 
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Hoppy Easter!
The last thing I need…
…is another hobby.
The second to last thing I need is more yarn. But what the heck, I’m adding both of these things to my life with a single purchase:

This is the Louet drop spin beginner’s kit from WEBS. One spindle, one metric crap-ton of corriedale roving, and an instruction book, all for the low low price of $25. I am shocked at the size of the spindle. It’s huge!!! They look so teeny on the internet.
In case you didn’t know from painful experience, spinning is HARD! Here’s the result of my first attempt:

Awesome. Let’s try that again.

Much better, right? It does seem to get easier pretty quickly. And it’s fun! My first little skein is hanging up to dry right now. We’ll have show and tell later but for now I’ll just say it looks quite…rustic. No offense, first yarn, but there’s some serious felting in your future.
Ok, I’m off to finish the work I was supposed to be doing today. Heh.
P.S. Olive says “hi”

Hoppy Valentine’s Day (groan)
Sorry for the pun folks. Just wanted to give a quick THANKS to my wonderful VDay swap partner Tonya.

She sent me four skeins of sock yarn and a pattern (all from my loopy ewe wishlist…yea!), lots of candy, a little stuffed bunny and she even got a big bag of raisins for Olive. I’m not sure how she even knew that Olive likes raisins. That’s how awesome Tonya is.
Here’s Olive (aka “Miss Piggy”) tearing into her VDay gift:


By the way, the technical term for raisins is “bunny crack.” In case you didn’t know.
Here I am…
…jumping on the knitting blog bandwagon.
A little about me…I’m a 20-something Fed, knitter and mom to a house rabbit. Right now I am working as an auditor and studying for the CPA exam, but my dream is to quit the 9 to 5 and live on a farm with lots of critters. Speaking of which…

This is Olive. She is my first house rabbit and was totally unplanned. I like to call her my “accident.” Long story short, she was dumped off at the vet by her nutjob owner. Which worked out great for me, because her rabbit antics are highly entertaining.
Anyway, here I am. I promise not to be too boring.