so the semester is finally over, and i am free to crochet until classes start again! :) i couldnt be any happier!
i'm almost done with the blanket for the boyfriend, i've made this adorable little lady bug hat for a friend of the family (10yrs old) and i've gotten so many hats made for the childrens hospital donation that i'm working on for early january. things are going wonderfully! i will put up pictures soon!!! :)
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Monday, December 10, 2007
Crocheters Christmas Ever
CROCHETERS CHRISTMAS EVE
'Twas the night before Christmas and all around me
Was unfinished crocheting not under the tree.
The stockings weren't hung by the chimney with care
'Cause the heels and toes had not a stitch there.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
But I had not finished the caps for their heads.
Dad was asleep; he was no help at all,
And the sweater for him was six inches too small,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
I put down my hooks to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tripped over my yarn and fell down with a crash.
The tangle of yarn that lay deep as the snow
Reminded me how much I still had to go.
Out on my lawn I heard such a noise,
I thought it would wake both Dad and the boys.
And though I was tired, my brain a bit thick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
But what I heard then left me perplex-ed,
For not a name I heard was what I expected,
"Move, Berroco! Move, Lopi! Move, Addi and Clover!
Move, Boye! Move Woolease! Move Reynolds --move over
Paton, don't circle 'round; stand in the line.
Come now, you sheep will work out just fine!
I know this is hard; it's just your first year,
I'd hate to go back to eight tiny reindeer."
I peered over the sill; what I saw was amazing,
Eight wooly sheep on my lawn all a-grazing.
And then, in a twinkle, I heard at the door
Santa's feet coming across the porch floor.
I rose from my knees and got back on my feet,
And as I turned 'round St Nick I did meet.
He was dressed all in wool from his head to his toe,
And his clothes were hand crocheted from above to below.
A bright Fun Fur sweater he wore on his back,
And his toys were all stuffed in an cro-knit sack.
His cap was a wonder of bobbles and lace
A beautiful frame for his rosy red face.
The scarf 'round his neck could have stretched for a mile,
And the socks peeking over his boots were Argyle.
The back of his mittens bore an intricate cable.
And suddenly on one I espied a small label,
"S.C." was duplicate stitchedon the cuff,
And I asked, "Hey, Nick, did you crochet all this stuff?"
He proudly replied, "Ho, ho, ho, yes I did.
I learned how to crochet when I was a kid."
He was chubby and plump, a quite well-dressed old man,
And I laughed to myself, for I'd thought up a plan.
I flashed him a grin and jumped up in the air,
And the next thing he knew, he was tied to a chair,
He spoke not a word, but looked in his lap
Where I'd laid my hooks and yarn for a cap.
He quickly began crocheting, first one cap then two,
For the first time I thought I might really get through.
He put heels in the stockings and toes in some socks.
While I sat back drinking scotch on the rocks.
So quickly like magic his stitches they flew
That he was all finished by quarter to two.
He sprang for his sleigh when I let him go free,
And over his shoulder he looked back at me,
And I heard him exclaim as he sailed past the moon,
"Next year start your crocheting sometime around June!"
I love that, i think its so adorable! hope you enjoy!
'Twas the night before Christmas and all around me
Was unfinished crocheting not under the tree.
The stockings weren't hung by the chimney with care
'Cause the heels and toes had not a stitch there.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
But I had not finished the caps for their heads.
Dad was asleep; he was no help at all,
And the sweater for him was six inches too small,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
I put down my hooks to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tripped over my yarn and fell down with a crash.
The tangle of yarn that lay deep as the snow
Reminded me how much I still had to go.
Out on my lawn I heard such a noise,
I thought it would wake both Dad and the boys.
And though I was tired, my brain a bit thick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
But what I heard then left me perplex-ed,
For not a name I heard was what I expected,
"Move, Berroco! Move, Lopi! Move, Addi and Clover!
Move, Boye! Move Woolease! Move Reynolds --move over
Paton, don't circle 'round; stand in the line.
Come now, you sheep will work out just fine!
I know this is hard; it's just your first year,
I'd hate to go back to eight tiny reindeer."
I peered over the sill; what I saw was amazing,
Eight wooly sheep on my lawn all a-grazing.
And then, in a twinkle, I heard at the door
Santa's feet coming across the porch floor.
I rose from my knees and got back on my feet,
And as I turned 'round St Nick I did meet.
He was dressed all in wool from his head to his toe,
And his clothes were hand crocheted from above to below.
A bright Fun Fur sweater he wore on his back,
And his toys were all stuffed in an cro-knit sack.
His cap was a wonder of bobbles and lace
A beautiful frame for his rosy red face.
The scarf 'round his neck could have stretched for a mile,
And the socks peeking over his boots were Argyle.
The back of his mittens bore an intricate cable.
And suddenly on one I espied a small label,
"S.C." was duplicate stitchedon the cuff,
And I asked, "Hey, Nick, did you crochet all this stuff?"
He proudly replied, "Ho, ho, ho, yes I did.
I learned how to crochet when I was a kid."
He was chubby and plump, a quite well-dressed old man,
And I laughed to myself, for I'd thought up a plan.
I flashed him a grin and jumped up in the air,
And the next thing he knew, he was tied to a chair,
He spoke not a word, but looked in his lap
Where I'd laid my hooks and yarn for a cap.
He quickly began crocheting, first one cap then two,
For the first time I thought I might really get through.
He put heels in the stockings and toes in some socks.
While I sat back drinking scotch on the rocks.
So quickly like magic his stitches they flew
That he was all finished by quarter to two.
He sprang for his sleigh when I let him go free,
And over his shoulder he looked back at me,
And I heard him exclaim as he sailed past the moon,
"Next year start your crocheting sometime around June!"
I love that, i think its so adorable! hope you enjoy!
Sunday, December 9, 2007
SO MUCH YARN!!!
good news-So I started the move yesterday from school back home for the winter, and i havent lived at home in quiet a while. i'm used to either staying at school over breaks, or living with friends, but my mom finally has a house with a room for me, so i'm heading there. I got there this weekend, and started grabbing some of my boxes of stuff to bring up to my room, and i found SO MUCH YARN! boxes of yarn, unfinished projects that my mom started, that i cant wait to finish!!!
bad news- i still have to get through this week of exams before i can play with the yarn. and its supposed to snow all week. as much as i would love a snow day, its exam time, and i am actually ready to take my exams and get out of here!!!
off to study!
bad news- i still have to get through this week of exams before i can play with the yarn. and its supposed to snow all week. as much as i would love a snow day, its exam time, and i am actually ready to take my exams and get out of here!!!
off to study!
Friday, December 7, 2007
Exams almost over?!
So most college students my age cant wait for exams to be over so they can party, or go home and get christmas gifts. I cant wait for exams to be over this year because I've gotten so involved in my crochet projects, that I have to push them off to get work done for school!
I know when I get home I will have time to just sit and work on projects that I need to get done before christmas.
I've got blankets, hats, scarves, and a special christmas tree skirt for my newly wed mom.
GET ME OUT SO I CAN WORK!! (does that even make sense ;) )
I know when I get home I will have time to just sit and work on projects that I need to get done before christmas.
I've got blankets, hats, scarves, and a special christmas tree skirt for my newly wed mom.
GET ME OUT SO I CAN WORK!! (does that even make sense ;) )
Thursday, December 6, 2007
Crochet Crazy
So I've been crocheting for years now, but only recently have I dived into so many projects that my friends are starting to notice.
I've just found many patterns and websites online that I cant decide what I want to do. and with Christmas coming up, there are hats and scarves flying around, as well as a few other projects.
I've also started this crochet for charity- project, and some crocheters/knitters across the US (and myself) are making hats for my local children's hospital. Finals are next week, OH BOY! I need to go to class now!!!
I've just found many patterns and websites online that I cant decide what I want to do. and with Christmas coming up, there are hats and scarves flying around, as well as a few other projects.
I've also started this crochet for charity- project, and some crocheters/knitters across the US (and myself) are making hats for my local children's hospital. Finals are next week, OH BOY! I need to go to class now!!!
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