This wasn't my first foray into knitting. When I was 6 I had my tonsils out and received all kinds of crafty kits as get-well presents. One was a knitting kit. It was awesome, with big lime green painted wooden needles and super bulky hot pink yarn, the kind I used to tie around my pony tails. I remember trying to teach myself to knit. I figured out the cast on and knit stitch, but managed to create at least one increase each row and finally got frustrated and gave up. The yarn became hair ties and it took nearly 40 yrs before I would return. Oh, there was the crochet period, when my gram taught me how to make the cutest bobble hat, but then I made a mistake, she ripped the whole hat out and I returned to my trusty friend the sewing machine.
FFW to 2003 where I get the bug to try knitting again. Yes, there was a lot of frogging, but this time I figured out what I was doing wrong (you have to let the yarn jump off the left needle, oh my). I made hats and scarves for my nieces and striped beanies for the boys. Tonight I came across these photos so you can see my first three FOs. I've definitely come a long way and so happy that I gave it another try. As the title of my first blog post states, Knitting is My Savior.

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I think every knitter can separate their lives into BK and AK. Before Knitting and After Knitting.
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