I know, I know. I already knit. And tat. And sew. And do beads. And jewelry. The list goes on. I don’t need to add another craft. But I think I just did.
It’s the oddest thing. My mom tried to teach me to crochet when I was little, but it didn’t really take. I could crochet to save my life, but that was about the only thing that could induce me into it. For years I continued like this. And then recently I had this slight urge to learn to crochet. So I got a book from the library and asked a coworker to teach me. Although, it seems more like she refreshed my memory. After some basic explanation I took to it pretty quickly.
It is strangely like deja vu as I watch my hands create the same motions I watched my mother create when I was a child. Maybe at that time I just wasn’t ready to crochet. Maybe now I am.
I love my birthday. I know a lot of people hate birthdays or get sad because they are getting older, but for some reason I have always loved them. I take the day off work, I buy myself a (big) present, and spend the day doing whatever I please. This year I started off by going to my local farmer’s market. Can you believe I have never been to a farmer’s market before? I can’t. I walked around and looked at everything, bought some vegetables, handmade soap, and my first skein of handspun yarn! I have been hankering after handspun for a while.
So a year in review:
Last year for my birthday I got my 2 sweet kitties. I love them so much.
Not long after that I officially started dating. I’ve already told you how wonderful my boyfriend is. He’s definitely a keeper.
In January I started teaching voice lessons (sorry, I forgot to tell you about that). I always thought I would hate teaching, but I actually really enjoy it and would not at all mind teaching full time.
In May my oldest brother got married.
In June I was in my first car crash. It was minor and not my fault, but still a jarring experience.
I have knit…a good deal. I made a TARDIS inspired hat last winter because I’m that much of a nerd.
I made my first sweater! It’s the Baby Surprise Jacket by Elizabeth Zimmermann. A good friend of mine recently had her first baby and his room is decorated in a panda theme. How could I resist?
I have knit 2 pairs of socks for my mom – 1 for last Christmas, and the pair for this Christmas are done already. I’m so proud of me.
Now I’m working on my first full-size sweater for my Grandma. I’m halfway done and running out of steam…
So that’s me and my year. Here’s to another one just as good or better.
You know, it’s easy to post when I’ve finished something and make it look like it was super easy and effortless. And some projects are like that. But, truth be told, the Gamecocks Cup Sleeves were a grueling knit. I’m not sure why. They only took about an hour each, so six of them should have taken only 6ish hours. I have no idea why it seemed like so much longer. Maybe it was because I was knitting with cotton. I generally prefer yarns that have a little push and pull to them. Wool is perfect like that. Worsted weight cotton was just not my cup of tea. Maybe it was because I really just did not love the colours. Sure, black and burgundy are great, But it’s the middle of winter. Can I have some bright colours? Maybe it’s because I was silly enough to knit them flat instead of in the round. Sure, I would have had to go up a needle size to knit them in the round, but what’s one needle size? Not that much of a difference. Especially since it was my own pattern.
I will say toward the end of the last cup sleeve there was a bit of terror. I only had this much yarn left.
I was so terrified that I would run out of yarn that I had to put the project down for a while. I picked it up again the next morning, hoping and praying that I would have enough. And, you know what? I did. Just barely.