Crochet confessions
My obsession with sewing for the baby girls continues. Here are a trial set of soft baby shoes for them. I wasn't sure how they would turn out, so these are made from some acrylic felt I had lying around. Having practiced, I'm now ready to use the wool felt I made from some thrifted wool skirts.
They were pretty easy to make until I got to the crocheted laces. You see, I don't crochet. I can do a lot of other crafty-type things...sewing, knitting, embroidery. I can even spin wool on a spinning wheel. But crochet? It's just one of those things I don't do. (It's right up there with making jello, but that's another post.) My grandmother tried to teach me once (to crochet,not make jello), but when I couldn't hold the hook the proper way she gave up. After that one attempt, I never tried again. My desire to finish the shoes made me overcome my crochet hang-up and I can now crochet a single chain thanks to a brief lesson from a friend. M., A., and P. were amused at my efforts since all three of them can crochet single chains at what seems to me to be the speed of light. (Obviously, I did not teach them this skill.) I did get faster by the fourth lace, but I'm pretty sure I'm not holding any part of it the correct way.
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I cannot knit, crochet or sew much more than a button back on.
I can (and do) make Jello. I am so skilled at Jello making that I am regularly asked to bring it to family gatherings...(yes, I am making fun of myself).
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