Using What My Grams Taught Me

Once upon a time, I used to crochet. My Grams (grandma) taught me how to crochet when I was still in elementary school... about 9 or 10 years old. I remember the very first thing I crocheted too. It was a baby-pink scarf. Although it looked a bit contorted and the scarf was half the length it should have been, I was proud of my creation. Crocheting was so much fun for me and honestly, I don't know why I stopped. It's such an inexpensive hobby, and for me, there is a therapeutic element to it that I can't quite explain. So last night, I was in Walmart looking for some ballpoint pens, and I saw the crocheting and knitting section. I stopped to look around. I couldn't help but feel a wonderful sense nostalgia! So I went ahead and bought a few crochet needles and some yarn. Why not start up this awesome hobby again? There are so many things you can crochet, it's pretty amazing. Maybe one day (Lord willing) when we have children, I can make them blankets, hats, and other cute pieces of clothing... It's certainly cheaper than buying everything all the time, and no store bought blanket or hat can compare to one that has been hand-made with love! :o) I also think they'd make pretty cool gifts for family members and friends. Who knows, maybe I'll get good enough to start selling them? (Probably unlikely, but possibly!)


Supplies? Check!

  

The beginnings of my gray scarf.
Since I'm a bit rusty and havent done this in 12 years, I hope it turns out alright...



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