When Bad Things Happen to Good Knitters
When Bad Things Happen to Good Knitters is Part 1/A of today’s video blog as I press on through summer. Doing videos is fun now that I know how to edit. Plus, I’m pressed for time, so this is faster! Now that this video is done, I have returned that project to yarn and I can start over. As I say in the video, there are a lot of reasons I am not a sample knitter. I count myself amongst “good knitters”, but while I can tell you what is happening in every size, I am not the “best knitter” and I’m totally okay with that!
I am writing a book called “Sweater Adjustments and Life in 15 Lessons”. It is to help good knitters make things that fit, regardless of their shape or size.
Creative Growth & Good Knitters
Watch this to hear about my conversation this week with Adrienne Franklin of Handknit Gorgeous Dolls. I think Adrienne is among the Good Knitters, while I may be a good knitter, but not a Good Knitter. We shared our joy in Creative Growth even as we enjoy Medicare.
My first knitting project was absolutely the opposite of a good knitting experience. It was chosen by someone else, the yarn was blue, and I was forced by my mother (the project finishing enforcer) to finish even though the gauge was so off that the slippers were too large for my father’s feet. Who knew that I was already a loose knitter!
Stories, encouraging knitters, knitwear professionals, creativity, and thinking about knitting are among my favorite things.
34/39 Years of Love
I think I say 35 years twice in this clip. Really only 34! We were married in 1988, but we started dating in 1983. Mitch and I are opposites, and somehow that has always worked for us. At some point before we got married, my younger sister, Sally, said, “You are lucky you found each other. You could be making two other people really miserable.” Truth. I have always chosen to think she meant it as a positive.
So after today we will be working on year 35.
When the pandemic started Mitch learned to bake sourdough bread. Partly because he was bored, but also because he loves me, and I love bread. He makes baguettes for our Saturday lunch of cheese and bread, and in season, tomatoes. The loaf is for sandwiches and often part of Sunday brunch. Many days I toast croutons for his lunch. His bread is wonderful and keeps getting better.
The shoes featured are my wedding shoes. I bought them sight unseen from a shop in Winnetka or another suburb of Chicago. I was too late to get “bridal shoes”, so it was difficult to find something to go with my wedding suit. Apparently I should have shopped in February. I didn’t even know what fabric I was using for my suit in February! The above sister found them for me and I had them shipped. Fortunately they worked.
I try to wear them when we go out for our anniversary. They are kind of pointy so not as comfortable as what I usually wear, but I like that I can still wear them.