Going around and around and around

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I crochet. Anyone who reads this or follows my artsy-fartsy life knows that. Today, I watched a YouTube video about crocheting in the round, but in a spiral instead of the "slip stitch into the top of the first stitch and chain three" method I have always used. I want to make a tote or basket, if you will, so I watched this video twice. Then I proceeded to try what they were trying to teach me. Failure, failure, failure. Tear it out and start again, and again and again. I finally texted Curley and said "how in the hell do you (who is a pro crocheter and knitter, teaches it, etc) crochet a spiral. She texted back some info, which I didn't know what the heck she was talking about. Try it again, no go. So I fixed supper, did the dishes, looked out the window at the ever-present snow, and watched it falling some more (expecting another 3-5 inches overnight) and then went in and sat down and tried it one more time, telling myself to get my shiz together, pay attention and follow Curley's instructions one more time. Alas, it worked!! I Figured out what I was doing wrong and now can crochet around and around and around.
Hey, it's been nasty here, think actual temps way  below 0F for 3 days, gale force winds, making the chill factor way down there (like -20 to -37F) and being cooped up for days on end, with umpteen inches of snow on the ground blowing around, everything closed, schools, stores, offices, etc. Emergency vehicles on roads only, even factories closed. You get the pic. I was supposed to go to Texas for my brother's funeral, and I couldn't even get out of my own damn  town, 1100 miles North of Texas. Damn. So, excuse me for being frustrated and ill tempered right now. I am bored out of my gourd, tired of my own cooking, cold, tired, sad, frustrated, and etc,etc,etc. So, not being able to figure it out, and then having an "A ha" moment was great!
Now, I think I will close and go to bed. And, incidentally, pardon my grammar, typing and attitude. I finished up my evening with a double-shot 12 ounce screwdriver. And I. Don't. Care!!

Until next time,
Go, just go do something creative?...

JF

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  1. CurleyFebruary 5, 2019 at 6:34 PM

    OMG! Most of this post made me laugh. Some of it made me cry. And some of it made me proud. I know you are upset that you were not able to make it to Texas but your brother would have been the first one to tell you that you were there, just not physically. You were there in your heart and soul as your brother was with and will continue to be with you in your heart.

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