Time was, the yarn business got eerily quiet in the last couple weeks before Christmas: anyone who was knitting gifts had to have them well underway, and was at home feverishly working on them; anyone not knitting gifts was at the mall. We'd see people who wanted an "insurance skein" at the last minute, and some non-knitters buying gift certificates (why are non-knitters always afraid to buy us yarn?), but the cellar certainly didn't look like, say, Tower Records.
Sigh. With Big Wool (and Blizzard, and Point Five, and Ribbon Twist, and Turmalin, and . . . ), you can knit a gift in an hour or two. You can make a hat while you're waiting for your flight to board; you can make a scarf while someone else is driving over the river and through the woods.
Not that I'm complaining. Frankly, as a non-Christmas-celebrating person, I find it kind of entertaining to watch everyone running around like chickens without their heads as the clock ticks down. But it sure is tiring.
Hey, any of you old heads out there want to shout out and say, "These newbies don't know what real Christmas knitting is -- back in my day, we knit sweaters for the whole family every year! On size 3 needles! With color patterns! You started on the Fourth of July, if you knew what was good for you! You young 'uns don't know how easy you have it"?