If you're reading this - let's face it, you're probably lost. But, as long as you're here.....
Hi! My name is Jennifer and welcome to my very first blog entry ever.
You may be wondering ( I know I am) why I would decide to start a blog considering that I do absolutely nothing that could possibly be considered interesting to any other human on the planet besides my mother.
Well.... I knit.
There, I've said it. They say that the first step is admitting that you have a problem.
It's not so much that I want to solve the problem. It's more that I want to find some other knitters to talk to. Sort of a Knitter's Anonymous sort of thing. My non-knitting friends ( a category that includes just about every person that I know) all used to find me vaguely amusing. Lately they're starting to look at me like I jumped into a great big pile of crazy and just rolled around in it for a while. Nobody will go to yarn stores with me anymore. Apparently they're not falling for it anymore when I say "I just need one thing." (Which is perfectly true, but has nothing to do with how much I buy while I'm in there.) It used to be easier to distract them with the pretty colors.
So, this has led me to the decision that I need more friends. Knitting friends. Friends who understand this...
Hi! My name is Jennifer and welcome to my very first blog entry ever.
You may be wondering ( I know I am) why I would decide to start a blog considering that I do absolutely nothing that could possibly be considered interesting to any other human on the planet besides my mother.
Well.... I knit.
There, I've said it. They say that the first step is admitting that you have a problem.
It's not so much that I want to solve the problem. It's more that I want to find some other knitters to talk to. Sort of a Knitter's Anonymous sort of thing. My non-knitting friends ( a category that includes just about every person that I know) all used to find me vaguely amusing. Lately they're starting to look at me like I jumped into a great big pile of crazy and just rolled around in it for a while. Nobody will go to yarn stores with me anymore. Apparently they're not falling for it anymore when I say "I just need one thing." (Which is perfectly true, but has nothing to do with how much I buy while I'm in there.) It used to be easier to distract them with the pretty colors.
So, this has led me to the decision that I need more friends. Knitting friends. Friends who understand this...
and this....
This is just what happens to be handy at the moment.
Oh, and also, as seems to be required by the rules of knitting bloggerdom - I have a (slightly blurry) cat.
I just can't get her to keep still long enough right now to take a better picture than this.
