It's so tempting not to post and just to read my bloglines and go to bed. But, as I uploaded all of my holiday pictures onto the computer and the more attractive/memorable ones on to flickr, I realize it would have been so much easier just to blog all along instead of getting to this one big "where have I been? Oh yeah, I've been crochetting" post.
And no sooner than the hook was in my hand, Uncle P showed me one of my great aunt's crochetted ornaments and we set out to make a few. He'd cut the cards and punch the holes, and I'd stitch them together. It was great and I whipped up a bunch in a few days, but then we got tired of punching all those holes with their antiquated hole puncher. I may make some more once I've got my comfy punch and more colors of thread. Of course, I'll need to remember in time too...
I also introduced my aunt to a local quilt shop-- she has just taken up quilting (and started on a pattern that I'm still too scared to attempt, half square triangles without sewing two lines down the diagonal of a square) and I hadn't been to any quilt shops around here. It was nice, I found Guttermann thread and got leads on guilds my aunt can join. It would be great if she stuck with quilting, but already I can sense that she'll be one of the "gotta get it done NOW" quilters. Hey, whatever makes her happy..
We leave on Thursday for our weekend downtown. It'll be sad to go, I have a feeling that a lot will change before I've got a chance to get back home.