I have finished another crochet project, but I'm not even going to post a picture. It's the sixth one I've made from this same pattern, so if you really, really want to see a picture, look at the one I did for Baby Luke last year. (Only this one is pink.) (By the way, Baby Luke is doing great and just went on his first vacation to the beach. He's a doll.) (I'm sure there's a rule about how many parenthetical sentences one can use in a row.)
One thing I found difficult about this pattern (other than realizing that the number of stitches in each row is really, really important) was the border around it. It's hard to make a puff stitch in what is essentially the SIDE of a stitch from a previous row.
As I prepared to make this baby blanket for the SIXTH time, I looked up the directions AGAIN because I throw them away every time, thinking I will NEVER make that particular blanket again.
Someone had posted instructions for doing the hated border AS YOU GO, eliminating the need to try to add it at the end.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. What a relief.
It has taken me only 18 days to complete this one. It's for a friend who has two sons and a grandson and is finally going to be blessed with a granddaughter next month.
And then I'm done crocheting for a while. I'm going to go back to my cathedral window quilt and try to finish it before next summer. A lofty goal, but I'm up to the task.
I think.
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Wednesday, July 11, 2012
Saturday, June 23, 2012
Crocheted Placemats....
I made a set of four placemats for this year's NashBash, and they were so ugly I was embarrassed to take a picture and post it. I made them in earthy colors, and they were supposed to have fringe on them. I couldn't bear the thought of putting enough time into them to put a whole fringe, though, so I stuck a tassel at each of the four corners and pretended not to know who made them when they came up for auction.
I was happier with these. I like the fact that they are round, so if the stitches are slightly off, the shape isn't affected. It could also be that I like these colors better. I haven't decided if it's two sets of four or one set of eight.
I said this would be my last crochet project for a while, because I want to go back to my cathedral window quilt. I would like to have the bold goal of finishing my quilt before this time next year, but to be honest I can't remember how long it takes me to complete a small square/large square/strip. And I've never been retired before, so I don't know how much MORE progress I'll make when I have more time to devote to it. I think the last time I worked on my quilt, I was teaching full-time AND teaching part-time online.
But.....
I have a friend who has two boys and a grandson and has always wanted a girl. She is due to be blessed with a granddaughter in August, which is also when her birthday is, so I'm making her a pink baby afghan like the one I made for Lukey Luke. (No, his name isn't really Lukey Luke, but that's what I call him.) My goal for the pink baby afghan is to have it finished before Hubby and I go to Wisconsin at the end of July. That is VERY doable, especially if I have a few more days like today when I do almost nothing productive EXCEPT crochet.
(I did go for a 3-mile hike in the park, but I waited until 2:00 when it was about a thousand degrees, so when I got back all I could do was sit in the air conditioning and recover. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.)
Thursday, May 31, 2012
A Mini-Afghan for NashBash.....
It's been a while since I posted a completed project on here. I go through spells in which I crochet madly, then I put it down for months at a time. Obviously, sitting around with a lap full of wool in Georgia in June is no one's idea of a good time. I had to work feverishly on this one to get it finished before I leave for BRAG, since the NashBash follows right on BRAG's coattails.
The pattern called for about 12 more rows, but it also called for a much thinner yarn. At Christmas I made one for Sweet Girl in different shades of blue, and I stubbornly stuck to the pattern. It is approximately the size of Connecticut, so I didn't mind at all stopping this one before it got ungainly.
It's a little bigger than a lap blanket, but not big enough for a bed. Oh, and it's square, so it probably wouldn't work on a bed anyway.
I made this one specifically for the auction at NashBash this year. If you haven't been around very long, NashBash is the name of our family reunion. (My mother's maiden name was Nash.) We used to have a newsletter...NashTrash. And we took up donations...NashCash.
Now we have an auction and a store. People make items for the auction and/or the store, and the proceeds help fund NashBash the following year. Sometimes we get into hilarious bidding wars. I got into one with my cousin's husband one year over a poster-sized photo of my grandparents on their wedding day. It was also my grandmother's 16th birthday. Not only did I want the picture, but they weren't even HIS grandparents! (I mean the guy I was bidding against.) I finally won the picture for $205, and Hubby was goading me the whole time. He is almost ... not quite, but almost ... as competitive as I am. I kept the picture hanging on my wall for several years, then I donated it back to be auctioned off again. I'll try to take photos of some of the more interesting objects at this year's auction and report on how much they brought at the auction.
We also have a "store" for smaller items. This past school year I usually bought something from the Book Man when he left samples at our school, and I accumulated several items for the family store throughout the course of the year: a thinga-ma-jiggie you blow up balloons with (either water or air, but not helium), some solar yard lights, a pink "girlie" tool kit, a book with things to make from a single yard of fabric, a manicure set. I also went on that scarf crocheting binge back at Christmas, so I have several of those. I don't know if they'll go in the store or the auction.
I'm excited about the NashBash this year because it's being held at the same wonderful location as last year, the place where I became enamored of a house on the marsh and almost, almost bought it. The bad news is the marsh house is STILL for sale, and they've dropped the price. But I've retired. So I don't think I'll be tempted. (Sorry, Sweet Girl.)
Lots going on in the next week. Thanks for stopping by. I cherish my readers!
The pattern called for about 12 more rows, but it also called for a much thinner yarn. At Christmas I made one for Sweet Girl in different shades of blue, and I stubbornly stuck to the pattern. It is approximately the size of Connecticut, so I didn't mind at all stopping this one before it got ungainly.
It's a little bigger than a lap blanket, but not big enough for a bed. Oh, and it's square, so it probably wouldn't work on a bed anyway.
I made this one specifically for the auction at NashBash this year. If you haven't been around very long, NashBash is the name of our family reunion. (My mother's maiden name was Nash.) We used to have a newsletter...NashTrash. And we took up donations...NashCash.
Now we have an auction and a store. People make items for the auction and/or the store, and the proceeds help fund NashBash the following year. Sometimes we get into hilarious bidding wars. I got into one with my cousin's husband one year over a poster-sized photo of my grandparents on their wedding day. It was also my grandmother's 16th birthday. Not only did I want the picture, but they weren't even HIS grandparents! (I mean the guy I was bidding against.) I finally won the picture for $205, and Hubby was goading me the whole time. He is almost ... not quite, but almost ... as competitive as I am. I kept the picture hanging on my wall for several years, then I donated it back to be auctioned off again. I'll try to take photos of some of the more interesting objects at this year's auction and report on how much they brought at the auction.
We also have a "store" for smaller items. This past school year I usually bought something from the Book Man when he left samples at our school, and I accumulated several items for the family store throughout the course of the year: a thinga-ma-jiggie you blow up balloons with (either water or air, but not helium), some solar yard lights, a pink "girlie" tool kit, a book with things to make from a single yard of fabric, a manicure set. I also went on that scarf crocheting binge back at Christmas, so I have several of those. I don't know if they'll go in the store or the auction.
I'm excited about the NashBash this year because it's being held at the same wonderful location as last year, the place where I became enamored of a house on the marsh and almost, almost bought it. The bad news is the marsh house is STILL for sale, and they've dropped the price. But I've retired. So I don't think I'll be tempted. (Sorry, Sweet Girl.)
Lots going on in the next week. Thanks for stopping by. I cherish my readers!
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Some Updates.....
I realized I haven't updated you lately on several ongoing situations. You may not be waiting with bated breath for these updates, but it gives me something to write about other than the fact that I have to go fold a load of laundry. You're welcome.
- My mother-in-law is doing well, although she is not able to walk very well. She has a motorized scooter, and she has asked Hubby (and sometimes me) to come and help her walk around her living room and dining room with her walker every day. I don't mind doing it, but her ultimate goal is to be able to drive again. Mother. Of. All. That. Is. Holy. We don't want her to drive, and right now she doesn't even have the leg strength to go out TO her car. But we don't want to take that big step of taking her car keys away either. I feel that will kill whatever dignity she has left. I'm not sure what the answer is. She even suggested to Hubby that he could come down there and help her in the car. I understand she doesn't want to be isolated and trapped in that house, but if she doesn't have the strength to walk on her own, who's to say she will have the reaction time required to operate a car? Shudder.
- Baby Luke is thriving, and his daddy is learning to get by on a lot less sleep. (Tee hee.) He's up over nine pounds and has a sweet little grin. They still haven't taken him out in public, except for trips to doctors and therapists, and I can't wait to see him in person. He's a cutie, and I am thankful for the miracles of modern medicine that this little guy has grown from 1 pound 15 ounces to where he is today.
- I got a new crown (next to the OTHER new crown) on the tooth that was giving me so much trouble, and while I was afraid it had all been for naught, it FINALLY stopped hurting. I still have only a temporary and will get the permanent crown next Wednesday. The date for my regular cleaning? Next Thursday. And no, they can't be combined into one appointment, thanks for asking. I will have been at my dentist's office more in a single month than I usually go in two and a half years. But the pain is gone, so I am eternally grateful for that. I don't remember the last time I CRIED in the dentist's chair, but I'm pretty sure it was before I started driving. I will, however, be happy when I can chew gum again. Although I typically only chew gum in the car, because I'm one of those people who should NEVER chew gum in public.
- I hit a weight plateau back in the summer, and not only have I NOT been able to break through it, I've allowed about 5 pounds to creep back on. I wanted to lose 15 more pounds, not turn them into 20 more to lose. I need to track my calories again, because that's what works. And stay away from roasted peanuts. They are my crack, and I can't stop once I get started.
- I'm almost finished with my latest crochet project because it's for someone who may still be reading my blog and I don't want to spoil the surprise. No, it isn't you. Or you. Or you. But it might be you. If you think you might have reason to expect an unexpected gift, it's probably for you. If it isn't, then your surprise will be NOT getting a crocheted gift.
- I'm reading a fabulous book that is 852 pages long, and I already know I'm going to be disappointed with the ending. Not the WAY it ends, just that it will be over. Luckily I believe it's part one of a trilogy. Review forthcoming.
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Slap Scarf Happy.....
Right before New Year's Eve, I wrote a post about my new favorite scarf pattern, and the fact that the main reason it was my favorite was that I made it up myself.
Since then I've become a little ... scarf happy.
First I made this one, the one I referenced in the blog post.
Note to self: If you want to use a certain piece of furniture to hold up your scarves for a picture, you might try using something that has been DUSTED RECENTLY. You're welcome.
The scarf is a little wide, but I think it's serviceable.
Then I made a black one for Hubby, and he swears he actually wore it on the golf course one day last week. I didn't put a fringe on his, because he said a fringe was "girly." (Is he right?)
Mom saw me crocheting Hubby's scarf, and she wanted one too, but in dark brown, and only about half as wide. I don't have a picture of that one, because I hurried to finish it and put it in the mail before our trip to Atlantic City.
Then I made this one.
I could make about 30 of these if I were so inclined (and might be, depending upon the weather and how the football playoffs go). I have several HUGE skeins of off-white yarn, mistakenly ordered for a project that I started but hated immediately.
Then I made this one, using the softer yarn of the type I use to make baby afghans. I purposely made the fringe a little shorter on this one, just experimenting with different lengths.
At Sweet Girl's request, I made this one in alternating red and black. I like the way it turned out, but I'd rather not have to figure out when to change colors and deal with the whole switching back and forth thing. Call me lazy. (I will put this one in the mail Monday.)
That's a total of six scarves I've made in this pattern so far, and I'm not even tired of it yet. I don't know why I like it so much, unless it's that it keeps its shape, I don't have to count stitches, and I can alter the pattern slightly to make it wider or narrower, longer or shorter, fringed or not. I've got lots of extra yarn (other colors in addition to the off-white), so I could stay busy for a while making scarves.
This pattern also works up fairly quickly. I can finish one in about a day and a half, if I take time out to eat and go to the bathroom.
What am I going to do with them, you ask?
I have no idea.
I thought about taking them to our family reunion next summer and putting them in the auction or the store, but really, how many scarves can I expect to sell in June in South Carolina in the marsh? MAYBE some of them might look far enough ahead to think about Christmas gifts, and MAYBE some of them might buy them just to contribute to the family coffers and pet my ego a little bit. Maybe.
I also thought about selling them on Etsy, but I've never done that before. When I looked on the site, it looked as though roughly the same number of people as the population of Rhode Island had scarves for sale. I wouldn't have any idea how much to ask for one.
Before I made this batch of scarves, I crocheted one in a different pattern for one of my favorite bloggers.
Dang it, why couldn't I have discovered the prettier pattern BEFORE I used up all that hot pink yarn? I hope she likes it anyway.
I may have to take time out from the scarves to make another baby afghan. Either way, I have enough projects to keep me occupied through the long six-week winter we typically have in the South. Tee hee.
(Okay, okay, sometimes it's eight weeks. Ten in a really harsh year.)
Since then I've become a little ... scarf happy.
First I made this one, the one I referenced in the blog post.
Note to self: If you want to use a certain piece of furniture to hold up your scarves for a picture, you might try using something that has been DUSTED RECENTLY. You're welcome.
The scarf is a little wide, but I think it's serviceable.
Then I made a black one for Hubby, and he swears he actually wore it on the golf course one day last week. I didn't put a fringe on his, because he said a fringe was "girly." (Is he right?)
Mom saw me crocheting Hubby's scarf, and she wanted one too, but in dark brown, and only about half as wide. I don't have a picture of that one, because I hurried to finish it and put it in the mail before our trip to Atlantic City.
Then I made this one.
Then I made this one, using the softer yarn of the type I use to make baby afghans. I purposely made the fringe a little shorter on this one, just experimenting with different lengths.
At Sweet Girl's request, I made this one in alternating red and black. I like the way it turned out, but I'd rather not have to figure out when to change colors and deal with the whole switching back and forth thing. Call me lazy. (I will put this one in the mail Monday.)
That's a total of six scarves I've made in this pattern so far, and I'm not even tired of it yet. I don't know why I like it so much, unless it's that it keeps its shape, I don't have to count stitches, and I can alter the pattern slightly to make it wider or narrower, longer or shorter, fringed or not. I've got lots of extra yarn (other colors in addition to the off-white), so I could stay busy for a while making scarves.
This pattern also works up fairly quickly. I can finish one in about a day and a half, if I take time out to eat and go to the bathroom.
What am I going to do with them, you ask?
I have no idea.
I thought about taking them to our family reunion next summer and putting them in the auction or the store, but really, how many scarves can I expect to sell in June in South Carolina in the marsh? MAYBE some of them might look far enough ahead to think about Christmas gifts, and MAYBE some of them might buy them just to contribute to the family coffers and pet my ego a little bit. Maybe.
I also thought about selling them on Etsy, but I've never done that before. When I looked on the site, it looked as though roughly the same number of people as the population of Rhode Island had scarves for sale. I wouldn't have any idea how much to ask for one.
Before I made this batch of scarves, I crocheted one in a different pattern for one of my favorite bloggers.
Dang it, why couldn't I have discovered the prettier pattern BEFORE I used up all that hot pink yarn? I hope she likes it anyway.
I may have to take time out from the scarves to make another baby afghan. Either way, I have enough projects to keep me occupied through the long six-week winter we typically have in the South. Tee hee.
(Okay, okay, sometimes it's eight weeks. Ten in a really harsh year.)
Friday, December 23, 2011
Favorite Things Friday - Crocheted Scarf....
I've been wrestling with this concept of "favorite." Does the word imply permanence? Longevity at least? I mean, my favorite color is yellow and has been since I was about 14 or 15 years old. I can remember the book I was reading (the heroine wore a luminous yellow ballgown, and I was hooked), and it was almost a conscious decision, "My favorite color is going to be yellow."
Favorites can change, though.....can't they? That very idea got me in sort of trouble with my credit card not too long ago. My credit card company changed my account number and canceled my old one, so I was trying to deactivate the canceled one from my online sign-in. Then I got to the secret question. "Who is your favorite athlete?"
Wait...what?
When did you ask me that? Because the answer to that secret question is highly dependent upon which SEASON we were in. Heck, what YEAR did you ask it?
If you asked it during football season, the answer might have been Matthew Stafford. Unless it was that first year he was at Detroit, when he spent the whole year on the injured reserve list, and was nothing much to write home about. It may have been Aaron Murray, although until this year he didn't impress me enough to warrant a "favorite" label.
If it was gymnastics season, it might have been Courtney Kupets. Or Kat Ding, if it wasn't right after one of the five times IN A ROW that she fell off the balance beam. (But she more than made up for it on the uneven bars.)
If it was baseball season, it might have been Brian McCann. Or Jeff Francoeur (if it was more than a couple of years ago).
Or I might have thought more in a historical sense and chosen Hershel Walker.
Whoever was my favorite whenever I answered that question, I failed at guessing three times in a row and the credit card company locked my online account.
Buttheads. What stupid kind of question is "Who is your favorite athlete?"
I realize that so far I haven't even touched on the subject of tonight's blog post.
My favorite thing tonight is a crochet pattern, and it became my favorite...yesterday.
That's Hubby serving as my model.
I wish I had taken the time to take better pictures while I still had decent daylight. Since this picture was taken I have added fringe on either end of the scarf.
It's also a darker blue than the photo indicates.
I don't think I've ever had a pattern that came together so effortlessly and took shape so beautifully. (I may break my arm off patting myself on the back.) It looks like it has a border, but it doesn't - that was just how it came together. I love the cable-like design. I'm just in love with this scarf, if it's okay in a not-very-creepy way to be in love with an inanimate object.
Here is a close-up of the pattern, but it's still not a very good view.
My very, very, very favorite thing about this crochet pattern, though, is the fact that...
...I made it up.
I've never had much success at creating my own patterns. To be honest, I didn't COMPLETELY make this one up. I started a scarf for which I had PAID TO DOWNLOAD the instructions, only to learn that I'm not the intermediate crocheter I thought I was.
I could understand SOME of the instructions. I can ch with the best of them, I understand sc, and I know hdc. I could even figure out ch2lp (chain 2 loop, although I thought it was chain 21 p's). But then I got to bpdc (see stitches - YO, insert hook from front to back to front again around post of st indicated and pull up a lp, [yo and draw through 2 lps on hook] 2 times).
Huh? Okay, let me try that...
Then I got to a dbl-CHSPC, which was a paragraph long in explanation and had embedded WITHIN it a fptr, and I gave up.
In anger, I just kept doing the two stitches I understood, got to the end of the row and turned, repeated the two stitches in the same pattern ...
And by golly, it worked. It might not look like the "professional" one on the bottom left of the picture here, but it's pretty. And functional. And required almost no curse words.
That's enough right there to make it my favorite. Hubby even asked me to make one for him. That's high praise coming from him. And he wasn't even kissing up. I don't think...
Favorites can change, though.....can't they? That very idea got me in sort of trouble with my credit card not too long ago. My credit card company changed my account number and canceled my old one, so I was trying to deactivate the canceled one from my online sign-in. Then I got to the secret question. "Who is your favorite athlete?"
Wait...what?
When did you ask me that? Because the answer to that secret question is highly dependent upon which SEASON we were in. Heck, what YEAR did you ask it?
If you asked it during football season, the answer might have been Matthew Stafford. Unless it was that first year he was at Detroit, when he spent the whole year on the injured reserve list, and was nothing much to write home about. It may have been Aaron Murray, although until this year he didn't impress me enough to warrant a "favorite" label.
If it was gymnastics season, it might have been Courtney Kupets. Or Kat Ding, if it wasn't right after one of the five times IN A ROW that she fell off the balance beam. (But she more than made up for it on the uneven bars.)
If it was baseball season, it might have been Brian McCann. Or Jeff Francoeur (if it was more than a couple of years ago).
Or I might have thought more in a historical sense and chosen Hershel Walker.
Whoever was my favorite whenever I answered that question, I failed at guessing three times in a row and the credit card company locked my online account.
Buttheads. What stupid kind of question is "Who is your favorite athlete?"
I realize that so far I haven't even touched on the subject of tonight's blog post.
My favorite thing tonight is a crochet pattern, and it became my favorite...yesterday.
That's Hubby serving as my model.
I wish I had taken the time to take better pictures while I still had decent daylight. Since this picture was taken I have added fringe on either end of the scarf.
It's also a darker blue than the photo indicates.
I don't think I've ever had a pattern that came together so effortlessly and took shape so beautifully. (I may break my arm off patting myself on the back.) It looks like it has a border, but it doesn't - that was just how it came together. I love the cable-like design. I'm just in love with this scarf, if it's okay in a not-very-creepy way to be in love with an inanimate object.
Here is a close-up of the pattern, but it's still not a very good view.
My very, very, very favorite thing about this crochet pattern, though, is the fact that...
...I made it up.
I've never had much success at creating my own patterns. To be honest, I didn't COMPLETELY make this one up. I started a scarf for which I had PAID TO DOWNLOAD the instructions, only to learn that I'm not the intermediate crocheter I thought I was.
I could understand SOME of the instructions. I can ch with the best of them, I understand sc, and I know hdc. I could even figure out ch2lp (chain 2 loop, although I thought it was chain 21 p's). But then I got to bpdc (see stitches - YO, insert hook from front to back to front again around post of st indicated and pull up a lp, [yo and draw through 2 lps on hook] 2 times).
Huh? Okay, let me try that...
Then I got to a dbl-CHSPC, which was a paragraph long in explanation and had embedded WITHIN it a fptr, and I gave up.
In anger, I just kept doing the two stitches I understood, got to the end of the row and turned, repeated the two stitches in the same pattern ...
And by golly, it worked. It might not look like the "professional" one on the bottom left of the picture here, but it's pretty. And functional. And required almost no curse words.
That's enough right there to make it my favorite. Hubby even asked me to make one for him. That's high praise coming from him. And he wasn't even kissing up. I don't think...
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Baby Luke's ABC Blanket.....
One of my co-workers and his wife are expecting their first baby in January. They are a sweet, sweet couple, and beautiful to boot. I struggle on a daily basis not to hate their guts. They are also roughly the age of my own Sweet Girl, which makes me realize I am old enough to be a grandmother.
Yikes.
I have made this particular pattern four times now. The first time was for my friend Neena WHOSE BIRTHDAY JUST HAPPENS TO BE TODAY - HAPPY BIRTHDAY, NEENA!!! Sorry....Forgive me for shouting. I get overexcited sometimes.
Neena, I know what the hell I'm doing now, and I can make this blanket with the edges EVEN. Could I replace the one I crocheted for one of your precious babies? I realize theretarded defective one might have "character," but it makes me cringe with shame when I realize that back then I thought "approximately" the same number of stitches on each row might be acceptable. What a dork.
Sorry the picture isn't better. I tend to do things like wait until the sun goes down to try to take a picture in natural light because I don't like the flash. Also, the fact that you can't see the "A, B, C" at the top is causing a severe Monk Moment even as we speak. Another thing I never think to do is take multiple shots from different angles and different amounts of ....... up-closeness? Reason #989164718 that I'll never be a REAL photographer.
This pattern is actually a lot easier than it looks. It's just single crochet stitches, with the letters formed by making puff stitches. The only challenge is that when it's time to make the puff stitches, I'm working from the BACK of the pattern. If I get involved in a baseball or football game, sometimes I just sail along making single crochet stitches and forget to throw in a puff stitch every now and then to form the letters of the alphabet. The last time I made this blanket, for a friend of Sweet Girl's, I was so confident that I knew what I was doing that when I made the letter "J," I made it backward.
The part of this blanket that makes me CURSE is the border. I have to make puff stitches just like I do for the letters, but they don't fit neatly into the side stitches and the bottom edge stitches. By the time I get to the border, though, I've got so much time invested in the rest of the blanket that I have to finish it. And by the time I hear of another pregnancy, I forget what a beeyotch the border was, and the cycle begins again.
If you would like to give one of these adorable blankets to someone in your life who is expecting a little bundle of joy, just let me know. I'll be happy to share the pattern with you.
Yikes.
I have made this particular pattern four times now. The first time was for my friend Neena WHOSE BIRTHDAY JUST HAPPENS TO BE TODAY - HAPPY BIRTHDAY, NEENA!!! Sorry....Forgive me for shouting. I get overexcited sometimes.
Neena, I know what the hell I'm doing now, and I can make this blanket with the edges EVEN. Could I replace the one I crocheted for one of your precious babies? I realize the
Sorry the picture isn't better. I tend to do things like wait until the sun goes down to try to take a picture in natural light because I don't like the flash. Also, the fact that you can't see the "A, B, C" at the top is causing a severe Monk Moment even as we speak. Another thing I never think to do is take multiple shots from different angles and different amounts of ....... up-closeness? Reason #989164718 that I'll never be a REAL photographer.
This pattern is actually a lot easier than it looks. It's just single crochet stitches, with the letters formed by making puff stitches. The only challenge is that when it's time to make the puff stitches, I'm working from the BACK of the pattern. If I get involved in a baseball or football game, sometimes I just sail along making single crochet stitches and forget to throw in a puff stitch every now and then to form the letters of the alphabet. The last time I made this blanket, for a friend of Sweet Girl's, I was so confident that I knew what I was doing that when I made the letter "J," I made it backward.
The part of this blanket that makes me CURSE is the border. I have to make puff stitches just like I do for the letters, but they don't fit neatly into the side stitches and the bottom edge stitches. By the time I get to the border, though, I've got so much time invested in the rest of the blanket that I have to finish it. And by the time I hear of another pregnancy, I forget what a beeyotch the border was, and the cycle begins again.
If you would like to give one of these adorable blankets to someone in your life who is expecting a little bundle of joy, just let me know. I'll be happy to share the pattern with you.
Monday, February 15, 2010
Breaking the Rules.....
I'm mostly a rule follower when it doesn't count.
Mostly in crocheting.
I have been known to rip out a few rows of crocheting, or even start over on a project, if I discover that I have made a mistake.
My latest project is an afghan that I SWEAR I'm going to keep for myself. I'm not going to auction it off at the family reunion, give it to Hubby, or use it as some yet-to-be-determined wedding gift. I'm going to put it in the motorhome and use it when we travel.
This one is multi-colored. As in multi. Lots.
There are nine different colors in this pattern, which was precisely what made me like it in the first place. Both sisters were with me when I bought the yarn for it, and they kept asking, "Are you sure all these colors go in the same afghan?"
It starts off with a light mint, then a light blue, then a light rose, then lavender (I know it sounds like a baby afghan so far, but it isn't). Then a row of dark mint, then a row of light mint popcorn stitches, another dark mint, a couple of light blues, another light rose, a lavender, a yellow.
And this is where I decided I would break the rules and NOT follow the pattern.
The next row around called for one side to be light mint, one light blue, one light rose, and one lavender.
Seriously? There's not enough color in this sucker already that one row has to change color AT EVERY FREAKIN' CORNER?
Uh, no.
I'm not doing it.
I added a second row of yellow, thank you very much.
Four different colors in one row.
How stupid.
The crochet police can just come get me. I don't believe it'll ever stand up in court.
Mostly in crocheting.
I have been known to rip out a few rows of crocheting, or even start over on a project, if I discover that I have made a mistake.
My latest project is an afghan that I SWEAR I'm going to keep for myself. I'm not going to auction it off at the family reunion, give it to Hubby, or use it as some yet-to-be-determined wedding gift. I'm going to put it in the motorhome and use it when we travel.
This one is multi-colored. As in multi. Lots.
There are nine different colors in this pattern, which was precisely what made me like it in the first place. Both sisters were with me when I bought the yarn for it, and they kept asking, "Are you sure all these colors go in the same afghan?"
It starts off with a light mint, then a light blue, then a light rose, then lavender (I know it sounds like a baby afghan so far, but it isn't). Then a row of dark mint, then a row of light mint popcorn stitches, another dark mint, a couple of light blues, another light rose, a lavender, a yellow.
And this is where I decided I would break the rules and NOT follow the pattern.
The next row around called for one side to be light mint, one light blue, one light rose, and one lavender.
Seriously? There's not enough color in this sucker already that one row has to change color AT EVERY FREAKIN' CORNER?
Uh, no.
I'm not doing it.
I added a second row of yellow, thank you very much.
Four different colors in one row.
How stupid.
The crochet police can just come get me. I don't believe it'll ever stand up in court.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Stars in the Mist....
Another finished project. I'm on a roll!
This pattern is called "Stars in the Mist," and I fell in love with it when I first saw the picture in a book of afghan patterns.
It's so unlike what I would normally choose to crochet, for a number of reasons:
When I started making the afghan FOR REAL, I had the idea in mind to auction it off at the next Nash Bash, our family reunion at the end of June. The closer I got to finishing it, however, the more I was attached to it. Sometimes literally. It is VERY heavy, and it will keep someone VERY warm.
But I think I will auction it off after all. With the animals in our house, it's not very practical to keep it around. I can just picture me coming home from a long day at school next winter and finding Hubby with this afghan across his lap, the dog on top, cats tangled in a hexagon or two, and pizza sauce all over it. I'd have a tough time explaining that to a judge and jury.
It's safer just to auction it off at the Nash Bash.
This pattern is called "Stars in the Mist," and I fell in love with it when I first saw the picture in a book of afghan patterns.It's so unlike what I would normally choose to crochet, for a number of reasons:
- It's all one color, sort of an off-white. I usually gravitate toward bright colors. Lots of them. See my NEXT afghan for proof.
- It involves crocheting a lot of smaller pieces and sewing them together. I like a pattern that is finished as I go.
- It has 53 hexagons. I don't do prime numbers.
- It has 53 hexagons. I don't do hexagons. I do circles and squares.
- It has an irregular shape. I like things to fold neatly into thirds or fourths and to be perfectly symmetrical.
- It has curlicues. When you are crocheting curlicues, it looks a lot like someone has vomited yarn. Crocheting them together is like trying to hem up a bunch of snakes in a washtub. *Simile provided by Hubby.*
- It has a border that calls for crocheting picots. Picots are OF. THE. DEVIL. To be fair, I discovered that crocheting picots with yarn that is about the same circumference as a pencil is a lot easier than crocheting picots with thread that is difficult to see under an electron microscope. Whatever that is.
- This pattern called for "chunky" yarn. I identified with it immediately, but the pattern didn't mention that a skein would only make about 2 1/2 hexagons. And that's not including the border or the yarn used to sew all the hexagons together. This particular brand of chunky yarn retails for $6.19 a skein. You do the math. I might have been better off crocheting it out of dollar bills.
When I started making the afghan FOR REAL, I had the idea in mind to auction it off at the next Nash Bash, our family reunion at the end of June. The closer I got to finishing it, however, the more I was attached to it. Sometimes literally. It is VERY heavy, and it will keep someone VERY warm.
But I think I will auction it off after all. With the animals in our house, it's not very practical to keep it around. I can just picture me coming home from a long day at school next winter and finding Hubby with this afghan across his lap, the dog on top, cats tangled in a hexagon or two, and pizza sauce all over it. I'd have a tough time explaining that to a judge and jury.
It's safer just to auction it off at the Nash Bash.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
How I Spent My Thanksgiving Break....
.......By Bragger
Let me preface this by saying that I AM NOT COMPLAINING. I knew what I was getting into when I agreed to crochet all these beanies. I just couldn't say "no" after I had told a couple of kids that I would make them one. The scarf is for a girl who asked for it long before the beanie craze began, but I just forgot.
The black ones are my least favorite. It's difficult to crochet with all-black yarn, and I think it's boring. Naturally about 4 students have requested black.
I have just a few more to make (6) , and then I'm calling it quits for a while. I will take "orders" for beanies that I will make over Christmas break, but I'd like to work on some other projects for a change.
I did make a few hexagons for an afghan. It's all one color, and each hexagon goes pretty fast. I'm sewing them together as I go instead of waiting until the end to sew all 53 of them together. I cannot believe that I, the person who abhors prime numbers and craves all things symmetrical, am creating an afghan that has 53 hexagons and is of an irregular shape.
I also made some Christmas ornaments to give as gifts to co-workers (surprise, y'all!)
And yet I still managed to do laundry, keep the dirt in my kitchen from getting knee-deep, clean out the fridge, exercise almost every day, and keep up with my online grading.
If I had a choice, I would prefer NOT to go back to work tomorrow. I'd like to continue crocheting.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
What Was I Thinking?.......
I'm such a sucker. I have a hard time saying no. I've also been accused of not thinking before I agree to something.
One day before class started, I casually mentioned that crocheting is one of my hobbies. Or perhaps I was showing my co-workers something I had made. At any rate, one of my students asked me, "Could you make me a beanie?"
I said I had never made one, but it should be simple to do. He said, "Would you make me one?"
It seemed harmless, so I said I would.
Then I heard, "Will you make me one? Will you make me one? Will you make me one?" That was from other students in the class.
I couldn't very well tell any of them no when I had so readily agreed to make one for the first student. And I couldn't take back my offer to him.
So I started making a list, in the order the students asked for their beanies. While I was at it, I asked them what color they wanted. That put me in the custom-order business.
So far I have made one for Anthony (gray), two for Tiffani (off-white and multicolored), one for Shanique (purple), one for Brandon (red and black -- he's a UGA fan too), one for Mercedes #1 (neon multicolored), one for Porsha (rainbow multicolored), one for Courtney (camouflage -- I didn't even know they MADE that kind of yarn), one for Madison (navy blue), one for KeAnthony (black), and one for Barbara (purple).
I think there are still 18 more to go.
It isn't really that bad, and it doesn't take long to make a beanie. I can make one while I watch a football game. Lucky for them, there's a lot of football this weekend and next.
And I have a whole week out of school.
I'm glad there are only 75 students in our school.
One day before class started, I casually mentioned that crocheting is one of my hobbies. Or perhaps I was showing my co-workers something I had made. At any rate, one of my students asked me, "Could you make me a beanie?"
I said I had never made one, but it should be simple to do. He said, "Would you make me one?"
It seemed harmless, so I said I would.
Then I heard, "Will you make me one? Will you make me one? Will you make me one?" That was from other students in the class.
I couldn't very well tell any of them no when I had so readily agreed to make one for the first student. And I couldn't take back my offer to him.
So I started making a list, in the order the students asked for their beanies. While I was at it, I asked them what color they wanted. That put me in the custom-order business.
So far I have made one for Anthony (gray), two for Tiffani (off-white and multicolored), one for Shanique (purple), one for Brandon (red and black -- he's a UGA fan too), one for Mercedes #1 (neon multicolored), one for Porsha (rainbow multicolored), one for Courtney (camouflage -- I didn't even know they MADE that kind of yarn), one for Madison (navy blue), one for KeAnthony (black), and one for Barbara (purple).
I think there are still 18 more to go.
It isn't really that bad, and it doesn't take long to make a beanie. I can make one while I watch a football game. Lucky for them, there's a lot of football this weekend and next.
And I have a whole week out of school.
I'm glad there are only 75 students in our school.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Triple Tasking.....
I'm in an online meeting, and I'm one of four people responsible for tonight's presentation. Yet I'm typing this blog even as they speak. My part is done, so I've wandered away. I still have my headset on, though, so if someone calls my name, I can snap to attention with the click of a mouse. This is definitely a benefit of the online world.
I'm also grading assignments from my online students. I hate, hate, hate to go to bed at night with ANYTHING left in the dropbox. Lately, however, I have really struggled with staying motivated to keep up. But if I don't do SOMETHING, pretty soon it becomes overwhelming. The worst it ever got was when we went on a cruise. In spite of the fact that I spent $130 on internet access on the cruise ship (a substitute for the week would only have cost me $150 - go figure), I couldn't keep up. Not if I wanted to have any kind of vacation at all. When I got back from the cruise, not only did I have to return to my full-time job the next day, I had 98 ungraded assignments in the dropbox. I wanted to cry. Many students got credit for putting ANYTHING in the dropbox; it didn't really matter if they had analyzed the literature with any depth.
And every now and then, I pick up my crocheting. I'm almost finished with a baby blanket I'm making for a former student, and I want to get started on something for ME.
I guess I'm quadruple-tasking, since I'm also typing this blog post.
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Corollary to Murphy's Law #491:
The day you wear dress shoes and a white cotton blouse (with pants, of course) that you had to IRON, the day you decide to straighten hair that was never meant to be straightened, this will be the day you discover that you have a flat tire. Guess where the spare tire is stored on an SUV?
I'm also grading assignments from my online students. I hate, hate, hate to go to bed at night with ANYTHING left in the dropbox. Lately, however, I have really struggled with staying motivated to keep up. But if I don't do SOMETHING, pretty soon it becomes overwhelming. The worst it ever got was when we went on a cruise. In spite of the fact that I spent $130 on internet access on the cruise ship (a substitute for the week would only have cost me $150 - go figure), I couldn't keep up. Not if I wanted to have any kind of vacation at all. When I got back from the cruise, not only did I have to return to my full-time job the next day, I had 98 ungraded assignments in the dropbox. I wanted to cry. Many students got credit for putting ANYTHING in the dropbox; it didn't really matter if they had analyzed the literature with any depth.
And every now and then, I pick up my crocheting. I'm almost finished with a baby blanket I'm making for a former student, and I want to get started on something for ME.
I guess I'm quadruple-tasking, since I'm also typing this blog post.
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Corollary to Murphy's Law #491:
The day you wear dress shoes and a white cotton blouse (with pants, of course) that you had to IRON, the day you decide to straighten hair that was never meant to be straightened, this will be the day you discover that you have a flat tire. Guess where the spare tire is stored on an SUV?
Saturday, October 3, 2009
This One Wasn't in the Plans....
I wrote a blog post a couple of weeks ago about how obsessively I plan things. I was working on an afghan for Hubby at the time, and I already had planned the next 3 afghans I would make.
I finished Hubby's and started one for me. I haven't decided yet whether I'm going to keep that one or auction it off at the Nash Bash next year. I've got time to decide.
Then Sweet Girl called and asked if I could whip up a baby afghan for a friend of hers who is having a boy. I didn't think I could make one very quickly, but it took me just a week.
I never made a round afghan before this. It was a very easy pattern. Those "bumps" you see are cluster stitches. I couldn't understand the directions for those at all, but I did something that apparently worked, so I'm not sure why I even feel the need to explain that.
Now I've decided to make another baby afghan for a former student, a very special girl, who is also having a boy. I'll get back to mine sooner or later; I don't have any deadlines.
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The long-awaited motorhome is actually sitting in our driveway. Yay! Pictures of that tomorrow or Monday.
My team lost today, and the world did NOT stop turning. What's up with that?
I finished Hubby's and started one for me. I haven't decided yet whether I'm going to keep that one or auction it off at the Nash Bash next year. I've got time to decide.
Then Sweet Girl called and asked if I could whip up a baby afghan for a friend of hers who is having a boy. I didn't think I could make one very quickly, but it took me just a week.
I never made a round afghan before this. It was a very easy pattern. Those "bumps" you see are cluster stitches. I couldn't understand the directions for those at all, but I did something that apparently worked, so I'm not sure why I even feel the need to explain that.Now I've decided to make another baby afghan for a former student, a very special girl, who is also having a boy. I'll get back to mine sooner or later; I don't have any deadlines.
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The long-awaited motorhome is actually sitting in our driveway. Yay! Pictures of that tomorrow or Monday.
My team lost today, and the world did NOT stop turning. What's up with that?
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Another Project Completed......
I must be an English teacher or something. I fretted and fretted (for about 2.5 seconds) about whether to entitle this post "Another Project Completed" or "Another Completed Project."
When I made an afghan a couple of months ago, Hubby intimated that he wanted it. I think he only said that because I told him I was going to put it in the auction at next year's Nash Bash, our family reunion. But my mind was made up, so I told him I would make one for him.
I had a relatively easy pattern called "Burgundy Expressions," and I had a ton of leftover burgundy yarn from another (never completed) project. I'm guessing it was meant to be.
Hubby said he would need something to keep warm with after he retires, and this is the perfect lap size. Good thing he doesn't have an enormous lap; I'd have to make another one.
To tell you the truth, I wasn't crazy about the pattern when I started it. I have a hard time making the stitch count come out right in rows. Blocks and hexagons (next project) I can handle, but the rows come up either a stitch or two short or long. Either way, the afghan begins to look retarded.
I always scan the directions for something before I commit to it, just in case there is something I don't understand or think I can't do. If I have to think too hard in order to do something, it stops being relaxing and therapeutic. If I can't crochet while I watch a football game or Dancing with the Stars, it's useless as a hobby.
This pattern was fairly painless, until I got all the way to the end. I didn't have a good picture of the finished product, so I couldn't tell what they were talking about on the border.
It's hard to tell in this (crappy) picture, but there is a row of off-white scallops BEHIND the burgundy scallops (which are actually called shells).
I often have a hard time with crochet instructions, because I want them to tell me WHY I'm doing a particular thing, and they never do. They just say things like, "sc in the next sc, skip two stitches, dc in the next sc, repeat until four stitches before the end..." If they would just say to me, "This sc is in the middle of the shell stitch, and THIS one is in between shells....." my life would be so much more orderly. It would make sense. Instead I have to figure out what they are talking about.
All in all I'm pleased with the finished afghan, though, and Hubby can't say I make things for everyone else but him, and I can get on with my NEXT afghan, which involves chunky yarn in a "fisherman" color (isn't it sort of racist to declare fishermen have to be all one color? I'm just sayin'.....), 53 hexagons, curlicues, and a border with a picot stitch.
I'm still struggling with the 53 hexagons. Prime numbers are not my friends.
When I made an afghan a couple of months ago, Hubby intimated that he wanted it. I think he only said that because I told him I was going to put it in the auction at next year's Nash Bash, our family reunion. But my mind was made up, so I told him I would make one for him.
I had a relatively easy pattern called "Burgundy Expressions," and I had a ton of leftover burgundy yarn from another (never completed) project. I'm guessing it was meant to be.
Hubby said he would need something to keep warm with after he retires, and this is the perfect lap size. Good thing he doesn't have an enormous lap; I'd have to make another one.To tell you the truth, I wasn't crazy about the pattern when I started it. I have a hard time making the stitch count come out right in rows. Blocks and hexagons (next project) I can handle, but the rows come up either a stitch or two short or long. Either way, the afghan begins to look retarded.
I always scan the directions for something before I commit to it, just in case there is something I don't understand or think I can't do. If I have to think too hard in order to do something, it stops being relaxing and therapeutic. If I can't crochet while I watch a football game or Dancing with the Stars, it's useless as a hobby.
This pattern was fairly painless, until I got all the way to the end. I didn't have a good picture of the finished product, so I couldn't tell what they were talking about on the border.
It's hard to tell in this (crappy) picture, but there is a row of off-white scallops BEHIND the burgundy scallops (which are actually called shells).
I often have a hard time with crochet instructions, because I want them to tell me WHY I'm doing a particular thing, and they never do. They just say things like, "sc in the next sc, skip two stitches, dc in the next sc, repeat until four stitches before the end..." If they would just say to me, "This sc is in the middle of the shell stitch, and THIS one is in between shells....." my life would be so much more orderly. It would make sense. Instead I have to figure out what they are talking about.All in all I'm pleased with the finished afghan, though, and Hubby can't say I make things for everyone else but him, and I can get on with my NEXT afghan, which involves chunky yarn in a "fisherman" color (isn't it sort of racist to declare fishermen have to be all one color? I'm just sayin'.....), 53 hexagons, curlicues, and a border with a picot stitch.
I'm still struggling with the 53 hexagons. Prime numbers are not my friends.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
My Afghan.....
It's so awesome to have a finished product!
I'm bad to start projects with a lot of enthusiasm, but then life intervenes and/or I run out of steam, and they never get finished.
I'll post one day about the cross-stitch project I started when I was pregnant with Sweet Girl. Yeah, the one who just had her 25th birthday. I'm determined to finish it. That and my cathedral window quilt.
I started this afghan last winter with the idea of putting it in the auction at the family reunion. I didn't make it for this year's reunion, but I'm AHEAD of the game for next year.
If you couldn't care less how it was created, you can stop reading right here.
Like most crochet projects, it started small. Very small.
Then I added another round.
At this point, it's beginning to look square. It started round.
Then I added some white.
It's sort of beginning to look round again.
Square
Round
Sort of deformed-looking.
Back to green. And round.
Then I had to add on the "points." To be honest, if I had realized this was part of the plan before I started, I would have chosen a different pattern. I don't like fastening off and starting a new color or a new point so often. But by this time I was committed.
Another point. Looks sort of like a heart. Or a butt. Depending on your perspective.
Third point. Looks sort of retarded, if you ask me.
Whew! Back to a symmetrical shape. I thrive on symmetry.
And then a border to tie all the points together.
I made 5 of these green ones.
And 5 rose ones.
And 6 blue ones.
Then I made 25 of these little ones that serve as sort of spacers between the big ones.
And 40 of these strips that connected everything.
Finally, I put a border around the whole thing. I'm proud that I finished it. Hubby wants me to let him keep it instead of putting it in the family reunion auction. He can forget it. I'll make him another one.
Like any project, I can point out its flaws.
But I'd rather not.
I'm bad to start projects with a lot of enthusiasm, but then life intervenes and/or I run out of steam, and they never get finished.
I'll post one day about the cross-stitch project I started when I was pregnant with Sweet Girl. Yeah, the one who just had her 25th birthday. I'm determined to finish it. That and my cathedral window quilt.
I started this afghan last winter with the idea of putting it in the auction at the family reunion. I didn't make it for this year's reunion, but I'm AHEAD of the game for next year.
If you couldn't care less how it was created, you can stop reading right here.Like most crochet projects, it started small. Very small.
Then I added another round.
At this point, it's beginning to look square. It started round.
Then I added some white.
It's sort of beginning to look round again.
Square
Round
Sort of deformed-looking.
Back to green. And round.
Then I had to add on the "points." To be honest, if I had realized this was part of the plan before I started, I would have chosen a different pattern. I don't like fastening off and starting a new color or a new point so often. But by this time I was committed.
Another point. Looks sort of like a heart. Or a butt. Depending on your perspective.
Third point. Looks sort of retarded, if you ask me.
Whew! Back to a symmetrical shape. I thrive on symmetry.
And then a border to tie all the points together.
I made 5 of these green ones.
And 5 rose ones.
And 6 blue ones.
Then I made 25 of these little ones that serve as sort of spacers between the big ones.
And 40 of these strips that connected everything.
Finally, I put a border around the whole thing. I'm proud that I finished it. Hubby wants me to let him keep it instead of putting it in the family reunion auction. He can forget it. I'll make him another one.Like any project, I can point out its flaws.
But I'd rather not.
Friday, December 12, 2008
Idle Hands.....
Actually, I don't really ever have idle hands. Even when I watch television, I'm either crocheting, reading a book ( I DO have to HOLD the book, you know), blogging, grading online assignments, or playing a computer game. Right now I have just completed another semester with my online job, so I won't feel the need to be tied to the computer for hours every evening. I felt compelled to go buy something to fill up the time and keep my hands busy.
I'm blaming this partly on Mamaneena, and partly on my friend LaWanda the Warrior Princess. Mamaneena posted a couple of weeks ago about knitting or crocheting or something, so I got the bug again. And then LaWanda the Warrior Princess was crocheting when I got to her house last Sunday, so it just made me want to create something with yarn. Or thread. Or cookie dough. So hubby and I went to the store tonight and bought crocheting materials. He stood there patiently and even helped me pick out the right variegated pattern to go with the colors I had chosen.
Buy my ADHD keeps kicking in, so right now I have one and a half Christmas ornaments and three bags of yarn (to make a very pretty afghan, I'm telling myself) to go with the myriad other unfinished projects that are currently cluttering up my "office." Which is just a euphamism for a junk room. Actually, I don't have ADHD, but if students can use it as an excuse for why they can't finish their assignments, I can use it to explain why I have so many unfinished craft projects in my house.
Of course I need to work on my quilt. And Sweet Girl keeps after me to finish my counted cross stitch project of DaVinci's The Last Supper. I've done all the cross-stitching, but DAMN!!! All that back-stitching required to make the hands and faces is soooooooooooooooooooooooo tedious. Maybe I'll finish it in time to put it in the auction at our family reunion next year. Maybe.
I also have some finished projects. They're just not framed. And now they have the wrong initials crossed stitched into them, because they were completed in a previous wifetime. Whatever.
I'm blaming this partly on Mamaneena, and partly on my friend LaWanda the Warrior Princess. Mamaneena posted a couple of weeks ago about knitting or crocheting or something, so I got the bug again. And then LaWanda the Warrior Princess was crocheting when I got to her house last Sunday, so it just made me want to create something with yarn. Or thread. Or cookie dough. So hubby and I went to the store tonight and bought crocheting materials. He stood there patiently and even helped me pick out the right variegated pattern to go with the colors I had chosen.
Buy my ADHD keeps kicking in, so right now I have one and a half Christmas ornaments and three bags of yarn (to make a very pretty afghan, I'm telling myself) to go with the myriad other unfinished projects that are currently cluttering up my "office." Which is just a euphamism for a junk room. Actually, I don't have ADHD, but if students can use it as an excuse for why they can't finish their assignments, I can use it to explain why I have so many unfinished craft projects in my house.
Of course I need to work on my quilt. And Sweet Girl keeps after me to finish my counted cross stitch project of DaVinci's The Last Supper. I've done all the cross-stitching, but DAMN!!! All that back-stitching required to make the hands and faces is soooooooooooooooooooooooo tedious. Maybe I'll finish it in time to put it in the auction at our family reunion next year. Maybe.
I also have some finished projects. They're just not framed. And now they have the wrong initials crossed stitched into them, because they were completed in a previous wifetime. Whatever.
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