My bad sister made me do it. Here I was, a happy knitter, happily knitting, and along comes my bad sister and makes me crochet. It's all her fault. Hah, little sister, if you are reading this!
So what am I crochety about? Take a look at this: http://attic24.typepad.com/weblog/2008/11/hexagon-crochet.html
Now you see what I mean? Is this not adorable? So, my bad sister forced me to go to the Stitching Bee and buy yarn to make an afghan. She took her crochet hook and threatened me if I did not buy yarn. What was a poor Yarnarian to do? Of course she went and bought yarn. Skinny DK wt, more what I would consider sport wt. In, gasp, acrylics and such. Hey, you think I'm ever going to hand wash this baby? In your dreams. And then I came home and remembered that I had a bunch of Debbie Bliss Baby Cashmerino that would fit in with gauge. So, now I have a large bunch of colors, and am crocheting away like a crazy woman, and it's all her fault.
Why is my husband tooting on a horn at 2:30 AM? That's what he's doing right now. The Hubbo is losing it. Ah ha. He bought an army bugle at a garage sale (who knows why), and he just fitted a cornet mouthpiece onto it in place of a standard mouthpiece. And tooted. Doesn't every Hubs do this?
Carolyn - And most of the colors are acrylic, yep, the evil acrylic! Mwahahahaha!
KV - What is it about younger sisters and crochet hooks? They might be in cahoots with each other!
Margene - Isn't it fun? I'm enjoying myself so much with this. My poor knitting is suffering.
CathyR - It's sort of shabby chic, isn't it?
