I love it. I adore it. I dream about it. When I'm in a shop that has sweaters on a rack, I find myself analysing the design and identifying the patterns/stitches used to create it. Now, I'm not saying I'm a GOOD knitter... I'm just very passionate about it. Metro Dad and I argue more often than you'd guess about whether it would be "appropriate" for me to bring my knitting along to any given function or outing. I lose a lot. (Which may be why I don't go out a lot...?!)
If you have any proclivity toward knitting, you understand. There are times when you come across a particular yarn, or an intriguing pattern, and you just HAVE to knit. When I find myself in the throes of one of these obsessive knitting moments, LOOK OUT! I'd travel through the frozen tundra to get the supplies I need once I've got my heart set on a new project. For example, my newest passion for collecting patterns for knitted toy food. Metro Dad simply can NOT comprehend that one. But I can't help myself. I've finished a cupcake, and now I'm itching to get to a resale yarn shop to pick up bits and pieces of assorted colors to make a whole tea tray party set of finger foods with my knitting needles.
I've got a trunk full of sock yarn, 1/2 of a sweater I started about 6 years ago, and several projects in various stages of completion, yet all I can think about is knitting these adorable little tea sandwiches! Yes, I have a daughter who will LOVE playing with them, so it seems logical. But honestly, even if I was childless, had no access to children, and never intended to DO anything with the knitted toy food upon completion, still I would HAVE to make them.
Take THIS PROJECT for example. I just found it today. A knitted, stuffed uterus- lovely! When would this be appropriate, even? Perhaps a friend with a stellar sense of humor who's undergone a hysterectomy? I dunno, but there's something almost... irresistable... about the concept of knitting up a cuddly, bubblegum pink uterus, no?
I know it's not rational. Heck, lots (most) of the time I don't get around to finishing one project before something new catches my fancy and there sits the "old" project on the needles, waiting for the day that I am lured back once again to complete it. Probably makes no sense whatsoever if you're not into fiber arts, and Metro Dad can't understand why I'll gleefully pay $20+ for yarn to make ONE pair of socks. But who cares? I'm not gonna even bother to rationalize it.
It makes me happy.
Omgoodness woman!! You're blog is hilarious.
ReplyDeleteGonna go knit me a uterus now!
I'm adding you to my fave's!
Thanks for the 2p's link.