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It Was Only A Craft Show!

I started knitting in December of 2004 after buying a lovely Fun Fur scarf at a craft show. Not being a very 'crafty' person, I never really figured my attempt at a new hobby would amount to much. After all, I'd tried knitting when I was younger, and I never could get the hang of the tautness of the yarn and the swivel of the needles.

This time, though, I had the internet. I had online videos that were like having a teacher in front of me. I learned how to knit with the 'throw' method. I had the Stitch 'n Bitch book with its countless hints and pages of humor to help me realize (gasp!) it wasn't just ME!

I took to knitting like a spider to spinning. I loved it. I loved touching the yarn. I loved the gadgets. I loved all the different kinds of needles I could find on e-bay and in yarn shops. I loved the patterns and started collecting them and binding them before I ever believed I could knit them. I knit loads of scarves, lots of hats, mittens, socks, purses (felted, of course), a summer top, shawls, kids' sweaters. When I learned my brother was expecting twins, I went crazy with booties, caps, anything tiny that could be knit up in an evening.

I learned the lingo. I had a "stash." I've had to "frog" my work. I could pm, ssk, ktbl, ptbl, yo, and m1. It was like another language, and I loved it. I found I even liked winding balls of yarn. Instead of dreading the monotony of garter stitch, I'd decided to enjoy the process that let me feel constructive yet allowed me the same calming effect of staring at a fire or watching waves wash up on the beach. It's soothing. It's peaceful. It is rejuvenating -- and just a little bit time-consuming.

So what better way to join work and play than open a yarn shop?