I was thinking this morning about some of the places I’ve found to knit, and I thought I’d start a list.
The Normal Places
every seat in the house
the passenger’s seat in many vehicles
Ladies’ Craft night locations
The Slightly Less Normal
Parking lots
Airports
Doctors’ offices
Presbytery
Labor and Delivery Room (not MY labor and delivery, mind you…)
Sunday School
Movie theaters (I will remember to my dying day the 5+ hours I waited in line for seats for the midnight showing of Star Wars Episode 3, knitting amidst Wookiees, stormtroopers, Padmes, Leias and more Darth Vaders than I could shake a lightsaber at.)
The Not Recommended
In the drivers’ seat (Well, I wasn’t really driving…much. The traffic was stopped due to construction. “Inching along” would be too generous a term for how slowly we were going. I think I finished a dishcloth on that trip.)
Stranded on a mountain, at 12,000+ ft, while the rainclouds roll in, at dusk, next to a van whose transmission just went kerplooey.
Knit One, Blog Two 
Hmmmmmmmmmm I didn’t see “During sleep”.
Is Sean not fond of cuddling with your needles?
Are you saying you don’t needle him?
Sunday School — don’t you knit during Sunday School? 😉
Why is Chautona a big black square? Protesting something?
there used to be a gal at our old church that knitted through church