How I love 3-day weekends! They feel so luxurious.
I have read in various places around the internet, many times and again recently, about how it’s so hard to be a knitter because “people make fun” of knitters.
1. What people? Why would you hang around with jerks who mock your hobbies?
2. Why would you care? I sincerely do not give a damn if people at the airport think knitting is dumb. Maybe they LARP, which I think is dumb. But you know what? That”s why I don’t LARP. I’m not going to waste valuable knitting/writing/reading/cat-petting time trying to convince LARPers that I’m somehow “right.”
Being “right” is vastly overrated.
So. I’ve been making this hat over and over again, because it is as cute as a widdle baby bee and it’s so easy that I don’t even have to hardly look at the pattern anymore.
Some iterations:
Yummy, yummy stripes.
This looks so good on my sister.
This one went to my stepdaughter, GirlKit, who loves all things pink.
I asked her whether she wanted me to teach her to knit. She said she’d rather I just knit things for her. Greedy old girl.
THe pink one turned out super cute.
Tomorrow, I will bust out mine to wear to Work. Take that, NC. Ya’ll never saw me coming, did you?
What’s a larp? Whatever it is, I don’t think I want to do it either.
LARP = live action role playing. It’s like improv theatre, except in the woods.
Teaching your children to knit means eventually they steal your yarn. And only the good stuff too….My darling girl is not learning about cashmere until she is much older. And I get a lock on the stash.