My hands have been on a crazed-craft-overload. They seem to have possessed a unique instrumentality of the "craft" as-of-late. I believe this was the recent meltdown with my personal skeptics of my sewing skills. However, I decided, despite doubt, I must go on.
I made a trip to Deseret Industries (Sugarhouse). My arms were abundant with things, matters, and crafty affairs to be. I came out with embroidery yarns, yarns, displaced fabric (made anew, of course), and a few books.
I went home with hopes to crochet, make a cloth doll, and knit a scarf. I can happily say that I have learned basic crochet; single chain, turning chain, and binding off. Although, I must say it was difficult, because I am a knitter, and tried to "knit". There was a yarn project in a craft magazine that used crocheting, and it seemed much easier to learn to crochet than attempting to find a similar project in the knit. I am still making blocks, and I will attemp to make the yarn blocks soon.
The cloth is doll is in the works, and he is beautiful. Because of the simplicity of these cloth dolls, I am going to try to make one, once-a-week, in hopes to donate them to the Criminal justice department at the end of December or late January. Toys are one of the many items needed for these young mothers.
Well, I haven't knitted the scarf. However, the DI yarn sits in a basket waiting. I promise I'll get to it. I've been occupied with a million projects, and have not even started beautiful things for family or friends this Christmas.
I am truly trying to stick to the homemade idea this year (and probably forever) in taking more time, accountability, personal thought, ingenuity, with gifts. This is why you will not find me out and about as much; unless I am at the craft, thrift, or grocery store.
I apologise to the many friends and indiviuals I have neglected. In addition, this last month or so of pregnancy has affected me with lethargy; drowsy; sluggishishness.
