My name is Emily, and I am addicted to knitting. I hear there is a group for people like me, and that they even have jackets and really cool name tags.
I hope they serve cookies and coffee, too.
It is well known that I love to knit, and frankly, I will try to knit just about anything. It isn't my fault, really. My grandmother was the same way with crochet. She would use anything to crochet with (including plastic grocery bags), and she could make anything. We used to joke that one day we were going to go visit her, and she would have a brand new house...that she had crocheted herself.
I inherited that trait from her, though I do try to refrain from knitting things that are, well, a little strange. Not that I haven't knitted strange things, I just don't share it with anyone. Barb Wire Man jokes that we could save money if I would knit my own underwear. I'll admit, the thought crossed my mind, but I haven't. Yet.
The other day, my mom sent me a text. I opened it up to find this:
Yes, friends, that is a tire cover. And it is crocheted! Honestly, that's some pretty great work. And it is actually kind of pretty. But I'm pretty sure that falls under the "Just Because You Can, Doesn't Mean You Should" category.
It actually made me wonder if I could create a knitted version...
I bet I could...
Maybe I should try?
OK. Maybe not. Barb Wire Man would never let me use it.
But I may try the underwear thing....
Be blessed today!
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