I was waiting for my boys to get their hair cut, knitting on a green sock, when I struck up a conversation with the lady sitting next to me. She admired my knitting and I told her of the comfort to be had in a pair of hand knit socks. Then I showed her my mittens:
I knit these Latvian mittens last year and wore them through the whole winter. They look pretty tired now, but still, I love these mittens and I'm very proud of them. The nice lady told me I should should sell my things at a craft show. Hmph. I've heard that before.
"How much would you pay for these?" I asked her, pointing to my mittens.
"Ten dollars." she replied.
"I wouldn't sell them to you at that price," I stated.
"How much would you sell them for?" she asked.
"Well, then, you have a very valuable pair of mittens." said the nice lady, who was most certainly putting a polite face on it.
"Yes, I do!" I replied, and I belive they would be cheap at that price.