So, I spent a good hour in a fabric store in Tuscaloosa yesterday. My nephew is an angel in an upcoming Christmas pageant, and my sister is having a little costume made for him. God bless her, I would've just cut a hole for his head in a sheet and been done with it. However, I realized while I was in there, 1. There are some bizarre people that frequent a fabric store, and 2. My new goal in life is to learn to knit.
I've been thinking about it for a while when I heard a story on NPR about how knitting was seeing a resurgence with the downturn of the economy because people were getting back to basics and doing activities on the cheap. I'm simultaneously fascinated and terrified by the giant needles involved, but I think after I poke myself a few times, it'll be okay. It just seems like a really neat thing to know how to do.
I'm trying to figure out the best way to dip my metaphorical toe into the yarn game. I feel like a class or lessons would be helpful, but I also have a feeling I'm not going to be good at this for a while. I don't want a repeat of my Step Aerobics class from college that I ended up having to drop because someone asked me if I had inner ear trouble that affected my balance. I'm thinking a beginner's book, a starter kit, and You Tube are gonna be my keys to top-notch scarves, socks, and hats. I like the idea of being able to knit for my children, well, child, as I only plan to have one and actually have put thought into things that I make for others. Smitty says he wants some underwear, I dunno about all that, I think he was mocking me. That seems like a potential for a doodle to pop out unexpectedly.
On a completely unrelated note, I find myself looking forward to the holidays this year. I wasn't really into them last year since my dad had just passed away, but I'm actually ready for all the family time and treats and decorations. Thanksgiving is really my favorite holiday, largely due to not having to buy gifts. I detest shopping, and I like the idea of being thankful and stuffing your face with dressing and cranberry sauce. I once ate an entire can of cranberry sauce by myself. I'm not proud of that, mind you, but it's something of note.
I wish we were more thankful all year, though. I think it's nice to let other people know that you appreciate them. That's my personal goal, to let those that are important to me know how much I value their presence in my life. I've already started, in fact, but be aware, there may be a thank you headed your way. This also goes for my dogs...but they can't read or understand me, so I guess that's just an unspoken thanks.
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