Wayne is nervous, and with good reason. I’m making an appearance at Renaissance Yarns in Kent, Washington, this afternoon. Any time I’m in the close proximity of a yarn store, Wayne knows there’s trouble. I simply love to buy yarn. In addition, knitters are my kind of people. We can chat all day long. I did promise my wonderful, patient husband that I would use restraint . . . as best I could. As a reward, I’m treating him to his favorite dinner . . . in a restaurant. I don’t have time to cook–I’m knitting!