current mood: contemplative
It's that time of year again so I'm making goodies like mad. The latest adventure involves turning bracelets into Christmas ornaments. I got the idea over a cup of coffee at 5.00 a.m. about a month ago. It's a funny thing but my brain goes into overdrive during the early hours and that's when I get my best ideas for patterns and designs. Hence the three baby cot blankets and the twenty baby beanies that I've made using a pattern I made up whilst listening to the early morning news on the radio. The only trouble is . . . I'm too lazy to write the patterns down so have to re-read my stitches to work out what I did to make the original item. Idiot!
A friend of mine, who is also a knitaholic turned up at my sister's with a pair of gloves - one unfinished. Her problem was that she had added bits of a ball of wool to produce different coloured fingers to aforementioned gloves and had run out. Having no idea what the wool was that she had run out of she tracked me down because, loud trumpet blowing, she said I was the only person she knew who would be able to identify the wool. Not only did I identify it but I managed to find the same wool from amongst the vast amounts of wool I have!! Isn't that frightening?
Before you all write me off as a complete moppet I would like to point out that at one stage in my life I spoke and wrote very good French, managed to read a book a day and could do crossword puzzles with ease. Sad isn't it? Sometimes I wonder if I've turned myself into a vegetable . . . but with fluffy edges (crochet and knitted ones of course)!