I came to knitting in a round about way. Like everything I do with my hands - I have my parents to thank.
This year on Nov 16 my father would have turned 102, if he had not have died at age 57 that is. When he was a young boy growing up in the Corn Hill area of Utica, he became ill with rheumatic fever. Because he was confined to bed for so long his mom, Nettie, taught him to knit. My mom never learned to knit as a child so after they were married and she was expecting me, her husband taught her how to knit. Pretty cool huh.
I remember the summer of 1962 as the year mom taught me to knit. I remember it well because I lost one needle in the back of the station wagon while at camp and that put an end knitting for that weekend.
My next memory is of going to the Knit Nook near the busy corner in Utica with my best friend Valerie to learn how to make "slipper socks". It was so neat going downtown in the early 60's and going to the knitting store. We were so "grown up" at 12. Now, knitting is ingrained in me and I am never with out yarn and needles. Even on the plane. Wouldn't you think they would be confiscated as a possible weapon. LOL
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I love knitting. This is my latest project. Sad I was to hear the AC Moore was closing, Happy I was because I was able to purchase yarn at a really good price. Next to the 1,000 plus wash cloths I have made roll brim hats must take a close second. From premies to adults to American Girl dolls I have kept busy. I have a friend who introduced me to knitting circular items like socks and hats using two circular needles. Now that's all I use. I love it and can stop in the middle of a row and not lose my stitches. This is your new blog post. Click here and start typing, or drag in elements from the top bar. Finally got a chance to do some serious sewing and finished up those started projects. I have been sewing since the days of making Barbie cloths. In fact, I still have some of those "creations" ... somewhere. When I was cleaning out my mom's house after she died I came across the first thing I made in 7th grade home ec class for her. A corduroy shoe tote. I knew she used but had no idea she kept it all those years. I actually can't believe she saved all the stuff she did. Almost finished baking. Made two macaroni and cheese casseroles, two meat loaves, two tuna noodle casseroles and cut up the vegies for tomorrow night beef stew. With one night of soup and sandwiches, one night of spahetti, and one night pot luck (usually a frozen pizza) Kate should be all set until Thanksgiving. Isn't he gorgeous. I just can't get enough of holding him but I forced myself to put him in his sleeping basket so he doesn't get too spoiled. Silly photo I know but as you can see I am very happy. Today the sun is shinning and for that I am greatful. I really do like to see a blue sky. It is noon. The living room is full of sunlight and Tyler is basking in it. He is still attched to his bili light but we are giving him as much natural sun as possible to get his bilirubin levels to stay down. Several years ago I purchased some buckwheat hulls in the hopes of making some pillows. Well, I finally made the time to do it. They are so wonderfully moldable and we have found them to be a great help when Mama Kate is feeding Tyler. I needed to use up the bananas I took to the hospital on Saturday thinking I would need something for lunch and dinner. Ha Ha Ha - never had time to eat, or to drink or go to the bathroom either. When I got home I found some slightly black bananas in my doula bag so I figured banana bread was in order. This is your new blog post. Click here and start typing, or drag in elements from the top bar. INGREDIENTS |
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