MyMama told me back in April of this year that for her next birthday she would like me to be nicotine free. I have spent the last six months telling myself I will quit as soon as I am not stressed, or sad, or mad, or INSERT EMOTION. Have you met me?!? With that excuse, I would never quit so God took over and struck me with an eight-week case of bronchitis and a cough that sounded like I was trying to extricate my lungs from my chest via my mouth.
Having foreseen my future with emphysema, I took the after-school-special lesson to heart and just quit. I didn't talk to anyone or consult the gang. I just quit. I began the month wearing patches and struggling to not partake of my vice. I decided I needed something to do with my hands (i know, i know, that's what she said). This led to crocheting. A LOT OF CROCHETING! Like every free second of the day crocheting. I think if yarn is ever discovered to be carcinogenic, I will be long gone.
Now, to spread my crazy around, Sosie, Val-gal, and I are starting our knitting club tonight. We will gather the first of each month to stitch and _itch. Isn't that awesome! Tonight I think we are making slouchy beanie hats. I am just hoping Sosie can teach me to translate the patterns. I have a bad habit of starting with a pattern and then going off on my own when I hit a "dcdec" that I cannot figure out.
Check out some of my creations:
|This is my current project...|
|Made this for my niece Gena.|
|This was the first blanket; I call it Charisma.|
|Now I can be a warm sideline mom!|
|This is supposed to look like camo...|
|We will widen this as we come up with more t-shirts to cut up.|