Sunday, July 12, 2009

passed down for generations

It occurred to me as I twittered that I spent a great deal of time talking about my crocheting endeavors. and this would seep into my blog.  and it occurred to me, also, that I had more to say about crocheting. and that I really wanted to create a blog that was thorough, and not haphazard. and thrown together. like this one.  I was jogging past an el pollo loco the other day and it hit me. I WILL BLOG.  I WILL BE THE BEST BLOGGER EVER....or I will try.  The el pollo loco. was not a catalyst, but more a helpless bystander. 

Why I decided to crochet in 500 words more or less:

Well, I wanted to make something. more than the lego monsters I make with my boy. more than silly words.  I wanted something tangible. and lasting. and utilitarian!  My mom made me things. She can sew, and crochet, and make cards.  I can't cut in a straight line, or stitch with any patience, but crocheting seemed like something my careless and lack-of-attention-to-detail-mind could handle.  My mom learned to crochet from from the rather severe looking woman in the center.  Her grandmother, my great-grandmother.  She was a saucey little woman standing 5 feet tall.  She was apparently mean. and impatient. but she knew how to crochet.  My mom tried to teach  me when I was 7. and my left-handedness proved an obstacle her right-handed self could not overcome.  I wanted to invert everything.  We both gave up.  Until last Thanksgiving when I had a 7 month old boy, and I wanted him to have something from me.  Something I made for him that he could look on with fondness, when he's 80, and I'm long gone.  So, I bought Learn to Crochet in Just One Day, Left Handed.  And I told my mom that when she came to visit me.  we would tackle our lessons again.  She showed me the basics, and with some frustration on both our parts, I started a baby blanket for my oldest friend Becky.  She was pregnant with a little boy, and I wanted to give her something more than a swing, or a sling, or the other things babies need these days.  I don't have a picture of that blanket.  It was okay.  mostly shells.  A fair first endeavor.

This is what I made for my buggy.  I got it from a pattern in Giggles and Grins by Vanna White.  Don't laugh, Vanna loves the hook.  (The book is okay, some good ideas, this blanket was the best pattern). It was mostly double crochets.  It took maybe a week of diligence.  Totally worth it.  It looks far more impressive than it is, and I would recommend it to anyone who needs to make a baby blanket.  people love things with animal hoods.  I even though of ways it could be modified.  Using different colors.  Perhaps incorporating black spots to make it leopard or ladybug like.  The sky is the proverbial limit.  And everyone will "ooo" and "Ahhh" at the baby shower when you bestow this lovingly handcrafted gift to your nearest and dearest.

So, I am going to retrofit this blog with everything I have crocheted so far. big things. little things. and hopefully someone will connect, or feel inspired, or just enjoy the ramblings of a silly mom. crocheter. ardently aspiring archivist.

1 comment:

  1. I will get you a photo of that blanket! I swear it!!!!