{"id":3380,"date":"2014-01-29T10:00:00","date_gmt":"2014-01-29T15:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/crafting-a-life.com\/mamaoknits\/?p=3380"},"modified":"2014-01-31T11:24:29","modified_gmt":"2014-01-31T16:24:29","slug":"rosies-yarn-cellar","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/crafting-a-life.com\/mamaoknits\/rosies-yarn-cellar\/","title":{"rendered":"Rosie’s Yarn Cellar"},"content":{"rendered":"

A couple of weeks ago, we went town-shopping in Eastern Pennsylvania. We need to be closer to the Hub’s work, and it would be nice to be closer to NYC again, so a-travelin’ we went.<\/p>\n

I Instagrammed quite a few pix of our travels, but the thing I didn’t show you was THE MOST AWESOME YARN STORE IN PHILLY.<\/p>\n

Okay, it’s also the ONLY<\/em><\/strong> yarn store I’ve been to in Philly.<\/span><\/p>\n

But you’ll understand why I was so jazzed if you’ve read Grounded<\/em><\/a>\"\" then look at this picture:<\/p>\n

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The two ladies I met at Rosie’s Yarn Cellar<\/a> were awesomely wonderful\u2014and they liked my boys, which speaks volumes to me.<\/p>\n

I’m hoping we’re able to find a place near Philly (but not too near) and I’ll keep you posted on that. It’ll mean yet another new opening to CraftLit, but that’s okay too!<\/p>\n

In more ridiculous news…<\/strong><\/p>\n

Thing 1 noticed this pig…<\/p>\n

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when we walked into the place we’d found for dinner (Caitlyn & Cody’s Diner near Quakertown, it was supposed to have an arcade for the kids, but they’d closed it… sad face!)<\/p>\n

However, when we sat down, Thing 1 said, “When I saw that pig in the doorway, I didn’t know what to do…” The Hub and I looked at each other and said, “Opening line!!!<\/em>”<\/p>\n

The boys agreed and we scrounged paper to have a story contest. See if you can guess who wrote which:<\/p>\n

Submission 1<\/strong><\/p>\n

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When I saw that pig in the doorway, I didn’t know what to do.<\/p>\n

I had flown across the world to get away from it. It all started in the ancient time of last week. I owned a farm and tried to sell the pig. The next day I found the pig in its pen and a lawsuit in the mail. I sent him back and flew to California and woke up to find the pig in my room and carnage in the hotel. I sent him back and spent everything I had to get on the ISS*. The next day, I found it outside nudging the shuttle out of its dock. We got him on the shuttle and dropped him through the atmosphere.<\/p>\n

Six months later, I walked out of the airport\u2014he was waiting for me in the doorway.<\/p>\n

I just gave up.<\/p>\n

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*International Space Station<\/div><\/div>\n

Submission 2<\/strong><\/p>\n

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When I saw that pig in the doorway, I realized it wouldn’t work...<\/span><\/p>\n

If you hadn’t noticed I just stopped by a diner. I’m not sure which diner exactly but it definitely has something about pigs. There were millions of them.<\/span><\/p>\n

“Remember,” said Mom, “we’re just here so Bobby can go potty.” Then we continued being chased by a cartoon tornado.<\/div><\/div><\/span><\/p>\n

Submission 3<\/strong><\/p>\n

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When I saw that pig in the doorway, I knew my time was up. The old man at the gas station had warned me, but I hadn’t listened. I told him he was crazy. I told him he was an idiot. And now, here I was, face to face with my fate.<\/p>\n

“Beware,” said The Pig. Then he put a top hat on his head and walked out the door.<\/span><\/p>\n

“Beware of what?” I asked, but it was too late.<\/span><\/p>\n

Before I could even walk into the restaurant, a waitress came up and handed me a check.<\/span><\/p>\n

“The Pig said you’d pay,” she said. I looked at the check.<\/span><\/p>\n

“Eight hundred and seventy-two dollars?!” I yelled.<\/span><\/p>\n

“The Pig eats big,” she said.<\/span><\/p>\n

If only I had listened.<\/div><\/div><\/span><\/p>\n

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