I have knitting stage fright. When I'm around other knitters, even in a casual and comfortable setting, I often find myself too self-conscious to knit. This is not, however, the case when I'm around non-knitters. Then I feel perfectly comfortable knitting away. Weird, isn't it?
Today I had the pleasure of getting together with a few folks that I met through my LYS. Now that I've phased my hours out, I hardly ever see them anymore and it makes me sad. So they invited me to a Saturday afternoon "Knit and Knosh" to hang for a while. There was some yummy pear cake involved, and I visited with the initimable Knitty D, Purl MiaLoggia and some really cool blogless folks, too.
My schedule has been so unpredictable lately, that I haven't been able to see Anne Marie and her ragtag band of fugitive knitters at the Wednesday night SnB for a long time. So this was my first group knitting experience in a while, since maybe Stitches?
So I knit a few rows on a sock and then just petted the closest cat, which for a time, was Hobo here:
Not that petting Hobo was a hardship, mind you....