Fever

I've caught the knitting bug. I mean, I have been knitting for 3 years now and I have always loved it. I wanted to learn so badly that I taught myself. My grandma and my aunt both knit, and my aunt has her own business based on her crafts (knitting, crochet, embroidery, painting, etc, etc, etc...), but they live, well, very far from me. In fact, they live over 5,000 miles away, and I couldn't ask them to help me learn it. So I taught myself.

Now I can finally manage some different and more interesting projects, and I can't stop! I'm constantly trying to find excuses to knit and new projects to work on. Ravelry doesn't help. And now I find that there's a whole network of people who love to knit around here. It's seriously a conspiracy so that I get nothing else done.

Yesteday I started working on a pair of socks for Fall. It was originally intended for my husband, but they are turning out to girly, so I made a deal with him. I'll make him a more manly hat and I'll keep the socks for myself. I just hope they fit me now, but if they are a little too big, I'll just wear them around the house.

(The picture is of a baby blanket I just finished this weekend)