Wild Child

I'm a wild child. I've started a long distance relationship with an angora goat. His name is Ipswich and he lives in the Caledon Hills. I know I shouldn't have done this but the B & C is now away at places where there are no really good local yarn stores--it's Houston this week, the 14 year old no longer talks to me --he just grunts in my general direction and the 9 year old has disowned me for living in 1985. Plus I broke up with a bag of Noro Silk Garden I had been romping with since January. It just wouldn't turn into what I wanted. I needed to feel the love or take up spinning.