Hook In Hand

So as promised… an explanation of my new hobby.

See, being neurotic and all… I have been preparing for bed rest in some form for weeks now. You know, collecting books I want to read, uploading DVDs of movies and TV shows to keep me occupied. I also have a few computer projects all ready to work on. But I realized there is only so many hours a day that I will want to lay on the couch staring at the TV. I like to be doing at least two things at once. I used to enjoy cross stiching while watching the boob tube. So I headed out to get some new fabric, thread and maybe a pattern or two to keep at least my fingers from atrophying while I go through my blob phase. While at the craft store it occurred to me… “Why not crochet?” Well the most obvious answer is I have never crocheted before and didn’t know anyone who could teach me. But with the thoughts of hundreds of captive hours ahead of me (and the siren song of this really cool funky yarn), I wasn’t dissuaded. A few beginner books, some hooks and other various thingys along with some cheap practice yarn later, I headed home. Marsha dropped by that night and showed me how to hold the hook and start the yarn.

After a week, I have managed, with the help of two books, to teach myself a few of the major stitches.

I know these don’t look like much, but I am as proud as if I had given birth to them (that is with an extremely short gestation period and virtually no labor pains). These are my practice swatches…

Single Crochet


Double Crochet


Not exactly even on the edges... something I had to practice a few more times before getting right.

It appears I have managed to teach myself how to crochet (kind of)! So off I ran (actually waddled) to the craft store again (yarn 50% off!!!) and I have started an afghan*gasp*. Grandma Day would be proud.

On the whole Womb-Thing front… Things are pretty status quo. Still doing the BH contraction thing but they remain not very intense and essentially only occur when I am up on my feet.

Fingers crossed that Womb-Thing hasn’t talked Cervix of Steel into joining in some lively pre-term activity. Will post tomorrow with Dr. Peri’s verdict whenever my wireless internet decides to cooperate (see… I will be on my way out of town to David's wedding… positive thinking…).