It’s dinner and nude knitting night with my friend Dave. Tonight is fondue night! We’re using giraffe plates in honor of April’s new calf!
Dave has been teaching me to knit (or trying to) for a few years now. We get together every other week, make low carb dinners, crack open a bottle of wine, dine with Jeffrey, then Dave and I head to the basement (aka the nude lounge) and strip down for a night of nude knitting. We’ve been doing this for a few years now and, while my knitting leaves something to be desired, Dave is very patient and we always have a great time. It’s nice to have a naked buddy to socialize nude with, since Jeffrey is not a bare practitioner (nod to blogger buddy and fellow bare practitioner, ReNude Pride for the term) and although my BF, Jim, is, he’s two hours away.
(Is it ironic that I’m hanging out naked, making clothes out of yarn?)
Idle Eyes and a Dormy 
fondue AND nude knitting? I’MMA THERE, DUDE! (if I didn’t live 6 hours away, dammit…)
PS – is dave on ravelry, like you and I are? I will friend him if I know his rav name.
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I don’t know. I’ll find out.
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SMOOCH! has dave seen the rainbow pride scarf I knitted for you?
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He has 🙂
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Yes, I think it’s ironic that you’re knitting clothes while nude.
The whole evening sounds like fun.
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I wanna hear more about the fondue. I bought one of those pots at the turn of the century from Crate & Barrel and I don’t remember the last time I used it.
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