Man, I am on a roll with my post titles! They are so gloriously cliche and awesome.
Good for me. At least I'm having fun.
Yeah, so, I've been trying knitting lately. My knitting is like my running. I do both because I hate them.
Maybe "hate" is the wrong word.
I find them both very challenging and frustrating and I MUST CONQUER THEM.
I hear other normal people have hobbies that they like. Weirdos.
I've heard tell of the challenge of reading a crochet pattern, but what the hell does this mean?
Row 7: K1, P1, K1, P1, m1F, P1, K1, P1, K1 (9 st)Row 8: Work in the rib pattern across all the stitchesRow 9: K1, P1, K1, P1, Kfb, P1, K1, P1, K1 (10 st)Row 10: P1, K1, P1, K1, P2, K1, P1, K1, P1
I didn't really know, no matter how many YouTube videos I looked at, so I made something up. Nothing's unraveled yet, so we'll just look at my newest project from far away, okay?
I'm working on this headband ear warmer from T. Matthews, which seems to be the only pattern on The Interwebs for this phenomenom of a cold weather accessory. The decreasing finish of the pattern is a relative breeze to the seven circles of increasing hell that starts off the parade. God give me strength!
My other slight success in the knitting realm is a dishcloth I made for my broski. I don't know why I keep making him things (as opposed to buying him something, or sending an e-card or whatever)... like, elaborate things that I have no skill in making.
It's a dishcloth that says "nerd". 'Cause what else are you going to give your bro once he's out-grown Star Wars action figures... Or has he? Duh duh DUH!