Since finding out that I am going to be a grandmother, all the grandmotherly maternal instincts have kicked in and I find myself longing to knit. Which is interesting because all I have ever really knitted in my life is dishcloths and dog sweaters. And even those have been within the last year. And I don't think I am a particularly good knitter. And I get impatient with how long it takes to make something. But nonetheless, I find myself longing to knit. One day I was browsing through my Bloglines and I ended up at Willow's blog and read about how she was knitting a maternity sweater called a Mommy Snug for her pregnant daughter. And I loved it! And I don't know whatever possessed me to think that I could make that sweater, but it was like something previously unknown took over inside me and before I could even realize what I was doing, I had ordered the pattern. And then I went to the local yarn shop and asked for help in picking out the yarn. And I went home with a pretty bag filled with pretty yarn and proceeded to knit a pretty sweater. Never mind that a dog sweater and a people sweater are two entirely different kinds of sweaters. Here is a picture of my progress so far. I must be honest and tell you that I did rip it out about seven times in the beginning. But then I got into the rythmn of it and I am feeling kind of hopeful. My daughter's birthday is February 10 and I'm hoping to have it done for her by then. We shall see. And then I found this neat little book that should help me answer any knitting problem that comes up. At least that's what the cover says! And then I found these incredible books and I intend on knitting many of these patterns for my sweet little grandbaby.
I'm hoping to quench that knitting bug!
On another note, there is a brand new J.C.Penny's in our town. It's been there since before Christmas but last week was the first chance I had to check it out. I had a gift card burning a hole in my wallet. I found a great purse. What is so funny about it is that it is not at all the kind of purse I would normally buy. It's kind of "look at me!" I usually go way conservative. But this one kept calling my name. First I would walk around the store with the conservative navy blue purse. But the wild green purse wouldn't leave me alone. Finally my husband told me to "live on the edge" and he grabbed the green one and off we went. So now I have this fun, crazy purse that I will use for the spring and the summer. Because sometimes you just have to live on the edge!