I wish I could knit. Maybe I’ll learn how, because I’d love to whip up cute hats for someone to wear.
But then I remembered some of my crochet projects that hadn’t gone so well.
Behold, the Crochet of Christmas Past
December 1997: I taught myself how to crochet from a library book. I think it was titled something like “Easy Afghans to Make in a Weekend”. I don’t know how they come up with these names. There is no way those could be done in a weekend. It took me months to crochet all of the motifs. I didn’t realize how much time it would take to then stitch them together, and so I haven’t finished it yet. I still don’t have an afghan, I have 104 coasters.
December 2006: I made a baby hat. It turned out pretty cute, but Lane refused to wear it, ever. I thought, maybe… maybe she didn’t like hats.
But that obviously wasn’t the problem.
December 2007: I made a little crochet bird. The color was an unfortunate grey. Doug called it a lump of coal. I decluttered it.