Knitting

Most of this blog, I expect, will be about knitting.

I'm not accustomed to discussing my main hobby.  I've been knitting since I was a little kid.  I can't remember the first time anyone gave me knitting needles and started me on the stitches.  Even casting on comes naturally to my fingers and I have to actually do it to be able to describe it to others.  I do remember that my first needles of my very own were size 8 and different colors.  Of course I still have them.

In college I met people just as interested in knitting as myself.  We are all still friends.  One day one of the major hobby stores was having a BIG sale, so I bought enough yarn to make my next 5 projects.  I showed up at the next get together with my bags ready to share.  One girl's mother asked, in her silky Oklahoma accent, "Does the one of you who dies with the most yarn win?"

Heady days.

My knitting days almost came to an end when the children arrived.  Two babies and a full-time job meant no money for yarn or patterns, so my needles went into a box that grew a dust hat.  I did have a short fling with a cheap knitting machine.  It broke.

I should mention here that I am extremely accomplishment oriented.  Very rarely do I have projects that go unfinished.  Small stash in a hat box.

I can't remember when I started knitting again.  It's pretty much my relaxation - sit in front of the TV hobby.  OK, it's very hard for me to sit still in front of the TV.  I feel I must be accomplishing something all of the time.  Something new.  Something different.  Maybe something exciting.

Now, I knit almost every night.  My husband and I have to actually plan non-knitting activities or I just head to the slightly saggy comfy side of the couch and start in.  I knit, husband has the remote.  Peace reigns.