My grandmother taught me to knit in 4th grade.
Over the years, I'd pick up the sticks here and there.
When I lived in Milwaukee, my friends and I knit a lot.
I moved to Green Bay, and the knitting bag was put into the back of the closet.
Until I discovered that my friend Essie knits. And she loved the idea of forming our own little Stitch 'n Bitch knitting group.
So we did. (My totally immature adolescent side says: "Oh my gawd! I get to hang out with Essie the Acccidental Mommy and knit! And talk! I love hanging with the cool kids!")
Every week we get together on Tuesday nights at a local cafe. Some nights we stitch more than bitch, and other nights we stitch as much as we bitch.
Either way, every night is a good one. As Angie said, it feels so good and nice and normal. Normal is not something RAD moms get a whole lot of.
Last month, I finally finished my French Market bag.
This month, I finished a winter hat and mittens for Hatfield. BEFORE winter! (and if that's not a Holy Moly! Did Hades freeze over?!? moment, I don't know what is!)
I used a chunky wool blend. I thread paillettes onto the yarn, and then placed them on a purl stitch according to the hat pattern.
My mitten pattern was just a plain ol' mitten pattern, but I added the sparkle on around the edges in the same fashion.
My girl LOVES them. And Paloma has big, BIG plans for the hat and mittens I'm going to make for her. Part of the BIG being that she plans on me finishing them before winter. But if h*ll can freeze over once, it can surely freeze over again. Especially here in our climate.