Today D and I were walking to his office when we ran into an employee of his, who is also a friend of ours. She gave me a hug and afterward, I had the suspicion that I held the hug too long. It wasn't a Sapphic hug ;) It was just that she was wearing a soft fleecy thing and it felt very cozy. D started laughing and said, "I guarantee she did not think you hugged her too long."

I checked out a yarn store listed in the back of Stitch 'n' Bitch today and was underwhelmed. But I have to give the owner points for his sales pitch. He saw me handling some merino and said, "Is best merino in town. Four skeins make a scarf, two skeins make a hat, fifteen skeins make a sweater."

Me: Fifteen?

Him (backpedaling): Or fourteen. Depends on pattern.

Finally, D and I might see Mr. Woodcock tonight. The poster looked awful, but the preview, which featured Billy Bob Thornton absent-mindedly torturing Seann William Scott (a smarmy self-help author), was pretty funny. I'll probably review it later.

Comments

Roxanne said…
I like long hugs and often wonder if I've crossed the line. Soft, squishy hugs are the best!

That would be a really expensive sweater. And rather large. ;)
7:43 PM
Caro said…
How much does a skein cost?
10:08 PM
Bearette said…
Roxanne - hehe! I'm glad I'm not the only one. And, I think I need to get a fleecy shirt like that.

C - I think this one cost $8.95, so it would be a very pricey sweater.
11:58 PM
Anonymous said…
I like long hugs too and I'm sure your friend is happy to know her fleecy comfort item was also providing comfort to those she wished to hug. ;-)
5:07 PM
Bearette said…
It was you! ;) Remember, you had a pink fleecy jacket on?
5:38 PM
Anonymous said…
I figured as much and I do remember. I remember the hug and but don't remember it lasting extra long at all - it's so cool to hear what people's inner monologues were when you saw them though! :-)

Honestly, I could never think a hug lasted too long. We'll maybe if it *were* a Sapphic hug. Maybe then I'd think so. (But probably not even then if I'd had enough wine :-))
12:53 PM
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