…I dust off my limited, somewhat comical, crafty side. I have a theory about myself that I could ruin a craft project that involved no more than popsicle sticks and glue. Why do I have this theory about myself? I suppose it’s because it’s a fact. I believe firmly that I can take something beautiful, cutesy, or chic and turn it into something that even grandmother’s won’t display (speaking of which, did you watch Dead Grandma this week? I directed this one. Give me a gold star, mama!).
In spite of my painful awareness of my craft deficiency, I have pushed on for my future children’s sake, or at least to prove that I do in fact have estrogen flowing in my body.
A few years back my friend Heather helped me delve into a craft project that I felt confident I couldn’t screw up: crocheting. Turns out you can screw it up so much worse than most things, but I didn’t know that at the time.
Over the years, I have crocheted flower buttons, makeup bags, hats, gloves, and of course, scarves—with each one having their own trial and error process. Some of them never came out of the error bit, and I STILL gave them as gifts. Waste not, want not.
So, as we come upon this colder season, I pull out my crochet hooks and my crazy assortment of yarn balls, and start thinking of new things to crochet. I really want to crochet a piano keyboard scarf this year, but I feel that it might be out of my area of expertise (that word and I seldom go hand in hand).
So, anyway you slice it: Crochet! I'm coming for you! Watch out. And for anyone interested, I will post instructions and my progress.