More Proof That I am Nuts

First: Yesterday, I attended a gathering of volunteers at a museum where I donate my time. Most of the docents are older than I am so I have a lot of fun (I like to hang with the folks). Anyway, one of the guys showed up with his shirt inside out. He's one of those people who are sort of "out there," and his phone kept on ringing--his ringtone was this annoying country ditty and this guy ain't a country type of guy, I think he's German. Whatever. So, I just smiled at him and a couple of us giggled about the shirt and about his ringtone and afterward, I went home, changed my clothes and the three of us: HWWV, Girlfriend and I, went out and grabbed some lunch.

Do you see where this is going?

A couple of biker dudes came into the joint where we were eating and I got up to grab some chips or something and one of them smiled at me. I smiled back. Then I got up to get some quarters for Girlfriend and again, one of the biker dudes smiled at me. I smiled back. Then I got up to grab a straw. Another dude smiled at me and then I smiled back. Everyone was smiling. Then, I told HWWV all about the guy at the museum earlier that day, the one with his shirt inside out. HWWV smiles at me, I smile back. Then, I look down, and to my horror, my shirt is on inside out.

Second: Yesterday I was rifling through some drawers and pulled out Jordan, a pullover that I designed. I looked at it and realized that it had changed color. The original was a natural linen color, and this one was now a nice, lime green.

So, I go online and posted on Ravelry about this odd color change. "How can linen change color so drastically?" I queried. I got a bunch of replies. People asked if there was high heat in the drawer. They asked if the color changed through and through or is it splotchy? Or, if I stored it near some other green garment. You get the idea.