Another hobby...????
I'm trying to learn to knit. I suck at it. I can cast on stitches like nobody's business, but after that, I suck ass. Rosemary dared me. Rosemary is my hero and is cool so I'll do anything to copy her (insert "single white female" montage here). Yes, I stalk her...when I remember to anyway.
I'd been kinda sorta wanting to knit. I tried to learn about 7 or 8 years ago but just could not for the life of me *get it*. She told me about a book that would help me - Stitch N' Bitch. I happened upon a Borders yesterday and went in. I looked for the book, and found the last one on the shelf. I put it under my arm and walked around a bit, pondering on whether or not I should really jump in and try it.
I wandered over to the magazine section and started browsing the craft 'zines. Scrapbooking, paper crafting, crochet...knitting. Hmmm...knitting. Then I look over to another scrap magazine that was next to a knitting one. Irony? Yes, because on that magazine's cover was her name - Rosemary Waits. Right there on the cover, staring back at me. Right next to a knitting magazine. Fate? I think so. So I bought the book.
Then I hit a Joanns where I picked up a set of inexpensive plastic knitting needles. I didn't have a ton of $$, and didn't want to splurge on the good stuff until I knew I could do it.
I got home with my book in hand, and sat on the porch. I began reading. The first of the book is a direct story from the author. About why she knits, how she learned, how her family was very into knitting. It was very good. Then I got to the instructional part. I brought out a skein of verigated Red Heart yarn (yeah, the cheap stuff, what of it?) and my cheap plastic needles - size 10.
Within minutes I was able to cast on stitches. Then I'm lost. I thought I was knitting rows, but they looked like crap. So I started over, and over and over and over. I just can't seem to get it! I don't know what I'm doing wrong, or if it's the fault of the cheap plastic needles. UGH.
I put down my practice work and went back to work on the crochet afghan that I'm making for my friend's baby. That already took longer than it should have, and I was determined to finish it. I ended up calling it done at about 11pm last night, because I ran out of yarn. Then I picked up my needles again. I thought I was getting the hang of it, and then at about 1am, I somehow dropped about 10 stitches. Son of a WITCH! UGH. Time to call it a night. So I'm trying again. I will keep trying and trying and trying until I get it. I know I can't be that dense. I can crochet like a fiend. I had absolutely no problem learning that, and taught myself WITHOUT a book - Surely I can teach myself to knit WITH a book, 'eh?
I want to make myself a scarf and a sweater. As a crocheter, I see a lot of patterns that I'd love to make - and I could - if only they were crochet patterns. But no, they're knit patterns. Therefore, I have resigned myself. By this time next month, I will be a good knitter. I will knit a lot. I will knit everything. I will one day, like Rose, be able to knit socks.
I'd been kinda sorta wanting to knit. I tried to learn about 7 or 8 years ago but just could not for the life of me *get it*. She told me about a book that would help me - Stitch N' Bitch. I happened upon a Borders yesterday and went in. I looked for the book, and found the last one on the shelf. I put it under my arm and walked around a bit, pondering on whether or not I should really jump in and try it.
I wandered over to the magazine section and started browsing the craft 'zines. Scrapbooking, paper crafting, crochet...knitting. Hmmm...knitting. Then I look over to another scrap magazine that was next to a knitting one. Irony? Yes, because on that magazine's cover was her name - Rosemary Waits. Right there on the cover, staring back at me. Right next to a knitting magazine. Fate? I think so. So I bought the book.
Then I hit a Joanns where I picked up a set of inexpensive plastic knitting needles. I didn't have a ton of $$, and didn't want to splurge on the good stuff until I knew I could do it.
I got home with my book in hand, and sat on the porch. I began reading. The first of the book is a direct story from the author. About why she knits, how she learned, how her family was very into knitting. It was very good. Then I got to the instructional part. I brought out a skein of verigated Red Heart yarn (yeah, the cheap stuff, what of it?) and my cheap plastic needles - size 10.
Within minutes I was able to cast on stitches. Then I'm lost. I thought I was knitting rows, but they looked like crap. So I started over, and over and over and over. I just can't seem to get it! I don't know what I'm doing wrong, or if it's the fault of the cheap plastic needles. UGH.
I put down my practice work and went back to work on the crochet afghan that I'm making for my friend's baby. That already took longer than it should have, and I was determined to finish it. I ended up calling it done at about 11pm last night, because I ran out of yarn. Then I picked up my needles again. I thought I was getting the hang of it, and then at about 1am, I somehow dropped about 10 stitches. Son of a WITCH! UGH. Time to call it a night. So I'm trying again. I will keep trying and trying and trying until I get it. I know I can't be that dense. I can crochet like a fiend. I had absolutely no problem learning that, and taught myself WITHOUT a book - Surely I can teach myself to knit WITH a book, 'eh?
I want to make myself a scarf and a sweater. As a crocheter, I see a lot of patterns that I'd love to make - and I could - if only they were crochet patterns. But no, they're knit patterns. Therefore, I have resigned myself. By this time next month, I will be a good knitter. I will knit a lot. I will knit everything. I will one day, like Rose, be able to knit socks.
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