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March 22, 2007

The story begins with an afghan.


Gerald and I move into our first house. Without anything of our own but a mattress, we accept many generous offers. His mom gives us this afghan that she made – oh, pardon me, crocheted – years before. The colors are dated but it is very much appreciated.

A year later, the edges begin to unravel, and areas of the acrylic yarn are wearing very thin.


We put the afghan (or african, as it is sometimes known) away in the closet and pull it out when we have an extra guest in the house, or on especially cold nights.

Soon after, I learn to knit. It takes me a year, but I’ve grown quite fond of it, try to do a little knitting every day, and spend most of my waking moments thinking of all things yarn.

I’d sure like to learn how to crochet, then I could make v. 2 of this family heirloom. Maybe the same colors, maybe better colors, definitely wool. I buy The Happy Hooker just in case I feel like crocheting. Try as I might, this crochet thing is not for me.

Okay, now I’ve had that darn crochet book for a year, and still no dice. But there sure are some tempting inspirations. Take a look at this beauty, for example. And then these squares. I’m going to pick up that crochet hook soon and get hookin.

Finally yesterday at the library – the last straw. I’ve seen it before but never checked it out. 200 Ripple Stitch Patterns. I check it out. I bring it home. I find that other crochet book. I get a hook out. I find some scrap yarn. And I start chaining. I start some double crochets, and it feels right. I get it. I crochet a circle and it gets me high. My hands are starting to get sore and my children are begging for food. I keep on crocheting. I cannot stop. I even made a granny square.


I feel awful about my sweater-in-progress. It’s glaring at me, but I won’t make eye contact. I am having an affair with crochet and it feels s o g o o d.

9 Comments leave one →
  1. March 22, 2007 4:19 pm

    well good! Do what feels good! 😉 I love that blanket you linked to. Gorgeous.

  2. March 22, 2007 5:20 pm

    For shame! 🙂

  3. Sarah permalink
    March 22, 2007 6:31 pm


    Now we can double date. Incognito, of course.

  4. March 23, 2007 12:10 pm

    Haha! Scandalous, I tell you. I have been eyeing those ripply blankets, too. They’re very seductive.

  5. Sandy permalink
    March 23, 2007 3:44 pm

    So, I miss all the pictures of your kids, but I LOVE this blog….
    and I don’t even knit!! (You make me wish I did though).

    Those quilts are SO beautiful, and remind me that I have no idea how to sew (though I like to pretend…)

  6. March 24, 2007 8:20 pm

    How can it be wrong when it feels so right? 😀

    I guess, actually, this past week was National Crochet Week. I only learn this on Friday, of course, lol.

    Good for you for taking the plunge and teaching yourself. I’ve recently done the same with knitting. So I guess know we’re both bicraftual! You might find my “N00b Monday” posts helpful.

    And by the way, fantastic granny square. Especially for a first-timer!

  7. March 26, 2007 10:15 am

    I have one of those family heirloom acrylic blankets too! It was my husbandls when he was a kid and it’s got the craziest colors, but we love it. Yay for more yarny habits!

  8. March 26, 2007 3:15 pm

    I love that posie blanket! I am also amazed that you taught yourself to crochet. I taught myself to knit from a book but am unable to figure out crocheting (and I even bought the happy hooker!)

  9. April 12, 2007 10:06 am

    You know, I haven’t blogged about it yet, but I’m having the *same* affair. And for the same basic reason – I want to crochet some afghans for my family just like my grandmother did.

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