And I told t hem them that I was, in fact, named Debbie. "You dress just like our friend, you cover your hair just like our friend, you have her punim!"
"I have relatives in Israel who look like me." I do. My mom's family all have the same face. I have second cousins who could be my sisters. "Is she a Goldstein?"
"No, she's Sephardi on both sides!" I'm all Ashkenaz. They assured me that my double (not just the same name - waves at
the_star_fish, but the same face!) was a wonderful person, so I told them I was honored. It was just so funny and cute. I do have one of those faces - people always think they know who I am.
In other news:
My new wool and needles arrived today. And - oh dear. I thought the wool was going to be cool blues and greens, but it's bright colors, including reds, and the needles - I seem to have made a mistake and ordered size 7 double points, not size 0.
I'm planning to knit a couple of worsted weight hats, so those needles will come in handy. I don't know what to do with the yarn - it's just not pretty. Maybe I'll just send it back?
