HOW AND WHEN DID I BEGIN KNITTING/CROCHETING? knitcroblo1

As you can see by the banner at the top of my post, ('cause I don't know how to add it to the blog template), I am joining the Knit & Crochet Blog Week. Each day a topic is given to blog about and then linked together so that the reader may enjoy each blogger's memories and comments. Genisus idea except for those of us who are tech challenged. I will blog, but I may not be joined. I just don't understand all the tech stuff. Someone forgot to send me the manuel and any other excuses I can think of. There are many excuses and I will partake of at least seven this week. -smiles-

HOW AND WHEN DID I BEGIN KNITTING/CROCHETING?

 It began as all things begin, I saw someone taking brightly colored thread, two sharp alumnin sticks making loopy stuff with it. I immediatly stop running with scissors and decided to learn this dangerous craft. I needed to wheel the short pointed sticks of destiny! Ok , ok I'm dramatizing just a bit, but it did all started when my best friend, Dar, was learning how to knit and I wanted to learn because it really look interesting to me and if my best friend was knitting, then I was knitting too. I was very attracted to puzzles back then, and knitting was a puzzle to be solved.

We were in the fifth grade and she showed me all she knew and I figured out the rest. I remember making a blue and pink handbag. Now that I think back on those days, I was pretty intuitive because she never showed me how to change colors, how to bind off or how to sew up the bag, but I figured it out all by myself. At the same time my younger sister, Neice, showed me how to crochet, and I made several vest and a few half hlankets (never finished them) but she had only showed me how to do a chain and single crochet and I leaped into crochecting from there.

 How I wish that fire didn't burn out when I was young, but knitting was not like it is today. I didn't resume knitting faithfully until I was 50. Here and there throughout my life I dabble; making toys for my girls, a few hats, a few scarves. a vest, a sweater for a dear friend and a rug ,but the flame didn't last long. One night I felt I needed to create something with my hands. The urge was so strong, that I was searching through my closets for something to make and I came across some old yarn, needles and hooks. It stared the flame anew and I've been at it ever since. I am not lightening fast (more like one step before the tortoise), but I get things done. My love of knitting is a comfort to me and the beautiful colors and textures of yarn seals my affection. Oh yeah, and Raverly fuels my addiction!!! But I'm loving it!