Could Some Please Pass the Crack?

so saturday, in the weather equivalent of the bowels of hell, i got into the mini (miss scarlett) and travelled over hill and dale to melanie's for another festival of food, fiber, and frolic. 

the usual suspects were there, including a few that i had never met before.  hi girls!  as usual it was fun.

but look what i learned how to do....

another view

kellee was kind enough to take me under her wing and teach me all she knew.  (this first attempt should in no way reflect on her teaching or her abilities when it comes to spinning.)  and let me tell you... IT WAS SO MUCH FUN!  i got so immersed, that i even MISSED stitchy's world famous sangria!

this morning, i decided to ply the mess....

not horrible for a first try, is it?

watching me, j asked .... so are you going to want a wheel now?   (by the way, the next time i complain  that j doesn't pay attention to what i'm doing, someone please remind me that he made the connection between a drop spindle and a spinning wheel without me ever having talked about spinning yarn ever ....)

mmmm maybe....