AAAhhhh....crochet

Crochet to me, is like the fast food of handiwork. The little teebag I made for Gregg worked up in like, a minute, and letft me SO fullfilled. ( is that crazy?) Lately I have been struggling, to say the least, with a pair of lace socks for Taresa. I mess up the count, I rip them out. I dont like the pattern, I rip them out, I drop a stitch, I rip them out, I dont know what the problem is, I rip them out.

So, I needed a break!

I crochetted a little tiny tee bag for Gregg. wonderful. Im a crochet princess! my work is wonderful. people from all over the land will come and see the wonders I create with my hook.

meanwhile the tangled mess of yarn from those darn socks lay unnattended on the floor.

Maybe I just need a different yarn.....

yay! badges! never got to be a girlscout, so Im stoked!

And theyre knitting badges -- first one rewards using non knitting things to knit, second about going to er for knitting accident, third talking about knitting and fourth, well, you know.

ruh roh

i had a revelation this morning, sitting there knitting, coffee cup at my side....
I have spent the last 28 years being "mom". damn good at it too I must say. And, now, Ive pretty much done my job, my children, tho all dealing with their own idiosyncracies and issues, are independent for the most part, and dont "need" me to be a part of their day to day life. I floundered around for a while, being a pain in the ass Im sure, but then i picked up my needles again.....
and now I knit. Boy, do I knit. Im defining myself through my yarns and needles. Jesus, why cant I get a "hobby" , why does everything I do become all absorbing????

Ok, today I WILL NOT KNIT ANYMORE...who am I kidding, I have to finish that green sweater so I can get started on Taresa's socks.

sheesh.

hatteras knit bits

back from vacation ( insert big frown). Im never ready to leave the outer banks, but this time was made a little easier by the prospect of a stop at a lys -- Knitting Addiction -- and a quilt shop -- Funtastic fabrics --- in Southern Shores NC.

Good hubby agreed to the stops and to "be good" while I oohhed and aahheedddd and spent more money than I should...

Vacation was good. i go to the outer banks for peace, and i felt it coming over me on Wednesday of the first week there. it was hard for me to go away this year, it was the first time away from my youngest daughter since her serious illness a year ago and my son has recently become engaged and a parent to be, so driving almost 400 miles away was tough for the most involved mom in the world....

but, the obx won and i learned to let go a little bit of my kids problems. its hard, I have always seen it as my job to fix things for them -- i know I cant anymore and i have to allow them to falter and trust that they will pick themselves up...

So I knitted. Made a pair of socks for val, a kimono for first grandchild to be, started a green sweater for same grandchild.... And I read "friday night knitting club" which if you havent read you should skip the next sentence. i GOT SO MAD I THREW THE BOOK ACROSS THE ROOM. maybe Im just getting old but i dont get all warm and squishy when someone dies -- i wanted her to live, damn it.

knitted on the beach, in the truck, on the deck, on the dock. it was glorious. all of the pieces I made have the essence of obx in them, and will therefore spread peace and joy whereever they are worn!

At the yarn stop I purchased the needles for Taresa's lace socks, yarn for Jena's hospital booties and some beautiful red handdyed yarn for a scarf for taresa and a purple blend for myself for a shawl. All, also infused with hatteras charm and good luck.

I hope to return to the outer banks later this year, but will probably have to wait til next summer. I hope this 2 week fix was enough.