Now that the weather is working its’ way down I would love to pick up my knitting needles and get back at it.
I am embarrassed to say I have a pile of yarn that is by my rocking chair,and I really need to keep my hands busy. It gets kind of rough though, as I had gone through a spell with carpal tunnel about twelve years ago, and I always get apprehension about waking up a sleeping giant,as it were.
My friends Kate and Juls are master knitters and their skills are quite awesome and make me green with envy. I know I will never quite get there, but hey, I will let my hands do the talking.
Knitting is something that was taught to me by my Mom.
I am ok at it, but I am not as proficient as I would like to be.When I knit,once in a while I’d drop a stitch or two and have to rip whatever I am knitting and start over.
It gets frustrating after a while.
Back in December I decided to try a new approach to knitting;I bought a loom.
A loom allows you to knit,but you have something more solid to work off of than just knitting needles.You are working off of a wooden or plastic formed loom, which basically holds the stitches for you.It has been a rough start for me though. I just started it this afternoon, and I have to rip what I did.I tend to have a tight hand while I am doing it and it’s not necessarily a good thing. I am going to rip and start again tomorrow morning and I will post progress shots as I get along.
Before my Mom became ill with dementia, I likely had her review knitting with me and I was so grateful that I did.I have made a few things and admittedly, I struggled trying to make them nice.
I picked up a few skeins of green chenille yarn and decided to run the other way. I embraced my roots: I crocheted.
As a kid, I used to watch my Mom crochet me a hat to wear for school. She would do it on a Sunday night between 7 and 8PM, when Wonderful World of Disney was on.I was fascinated how she could do that in such a short amount of time! And it was a pretty hat to boot!
As I got older, I made my oldest brother and his wife an afghan as a wedding present , with some help from Mom, I made scarves, I made myself an afghan.I think that is why I got back to crocheting.It is like comfort. I can’t finesse knitting needles like my friend Julie can, but I can make my way with a crochet hook.
My nephew Greg paid me a visit to me today.He was kind enough to pick up a prescription for Zush.
During our visit, I started busting on him about Words with friends.They give you an opportunity to nudge a player when they are not playing the game fast enough.
I said to Greg,”I hate when you do that.”**meaning hitting the nudge thing on Words with friends**
Then I showed him my knitting I am working on, and I told him that,” Here, now I am going to nudge you with my knitting.”…lol. I am working on a chenille eternity scarf. It is keeping me busy in the car when the light is good.
Our friends Juls and Tim are here for the weekend and it is awesome!
We don’t get a chance to hang out with company and Juls is knitting, I am blown, our pups are playing and two of our pups are chilling. Tim and Jim and hanging out on the sofa and we are relaxing. So nice to actually kick back with buddies.
The weather is due to be a little wet tomorrow, but rain or shine, friends rock! We need to get together more often!
.and I am here hanging out.
First wash and dryer loads were done successfully today.YAY! That marked a step in the right direction. It was as if I kind of said this is my house, and I am here. It was kind of a liberating thing.
The only weird part is when you are used to old stuff and noises and now you have new equipment and noises and you realize how behind the times**kind of**you are.Plus the fact that I never really paid attention to noises because they were pretty much the same.
I have been on the laptop futzing around and I have knitting in the corner I should be working on, books I can be reading…I’d go outside but the polar vortex tells me otherwise.
Stay warm, friend!
It’s a beautiful morning.
We’re vegging out, slowly starting our day. Jim intends to go hiking a little later. I’ll be knitting a bit and taking Zosia and Kasia out for our hikes and also checking in with friends. We get al laid back here, well, you hate to go back to the city.
Happy Palm Sunday!