So, almost a month ago this happened:
So, I LOVE my Cricut Joy (this is not a paid advertisement, I just love my toy so much I need to squeal about it for a moment!). I spent years wanting a Cricut, but couldn’t bring myself to buy one because they’re pricey and I couldn’t figure out what I would make enough of that would justify buying one. The Joy is tiny (which automatically ups its cuteness factor), and it lets me make all the greeting cards I want.
I haven’t yet decided what to do with the mountain of cards I currently have sitting on my dining room table…but I have ideas.
-Card of the Day: Basically, I make a handful of a specific card each day and put them up for sale. When they’re gone, they’re gone.
-Emergency Card Pack: These would be packs that, when someone has forgotten to get a card for an even (birthday, wedding, funeral, etc…) they can just pull from the pack, instead of doing a last minute trip to the store. I admit, this idea has been inspired by my ADHD brain constantly forgetting to get cards until the very last minute. Running to WalMart on Sunday afternoon because I forgot to buy a card is one of my personal nightmares.
Thoughts? Interest? I’m not convinced that either of these are terrible ideas, but am open to input from you, my readers.
Until tomorrow, unless Groot does something ridiculously cute between now and then and I feel the need to show her off. Speaking of Groot, here’s an adorable video of her from a few months ago when we were trying to get her ready to go out in the cold, deep snow:
I’m diving into 2019, throwing all my energy into my crafting. There’s a possibility that later this year, I’ll be trying to sell some of my creations at craft shows. However, if I do that, I have to have some inventory. Which…at present…I don’t. Over the next several months I’ll be slaving over a hot iron, as I make piles of fuse bead key chains, magnets, and ornaments.
As if that wasn’t enough to keep me busy, I’m also wanting to make myself a blanket. Earlier this fall, I was on Pinterest, and I discovered something called a temperature blanket. Basically, over the course of a year, you put a blanket together. You use colors to indicate the daily temperature. I decided to crochet a granny square blanket, because it’s an easy and beautiful pattern. It was a bit cold yesterday. Supposedly, it was only 15 degrees Fahrenheit, but it felt so much colder! Here’s the start of my blanket:
I’ll be updating the Temperature Blanket section of this blog daily so that everyone can see my progress. And if you’d like to join in, I’d be thrilled to follow your progress as well!
It’s totally normal to try to learn a new hobby in the wee hours of the morning. Right? Especially a hobby that is super frustrating, and uses tools that you can either gouge your eyes out with or hang yourself with. Absolutely nothing bizarre about any of this. Nope, nothing.
This is what I do when the world is feeling overwhelming. I attempt to craft. Normally, I loom knit with varying levels of success. (Last year, I did manage to actually finish two blankets. I’m super proud of that.) However, I found this blanket pattern that is absolutely perfect, and to make it turn out right I have to learn to actually knit. No more cheat knitting.
I’ve previously alluded to my ongoing Pinterest addiction, and this pattern is another Pinterest find. There’s this excellent blog called Lattes and Llamas, and they have the most amazing blanket I’ve ever seen. The best part? The entire pattern is free and available. The lovely ladies who write the blog have also provided, “Learn to Knit” videos. So far I’ve really got the hang of casting on to the needle, and I’m slowly getting the hang of the knit stitch. It’s the purl stitch that’s causing me headache. That, and the fact that I can’t seem to keep my yarn from getting super tight on the needle. However, I’m determined to make this blanket. I don’t think I’ve ever found something that more perfectly represents so many of the nerdy things that I love.
The big day is 22 days away at the moment. I’m slowly moving myself from my parents, to the boy’s. Fortunately, he only lives across town, so I can do this move a little more relaxed. It’ll be nice when we’re finally married, and I’m no longer playing the running back and forth across town game. It was fun a year ago, now it’s just wearing on me (and I’m pretty sure it’s wearing on the boy).
22 days. This is surreal. I keep thinking of that moment in Star Trek IV, when the whale scientist ends up on the Klingon Bird of Prey, and Kirk tells her, “Hello, Alice, welcome to Wonderland.” (Seriously, the older I get, the more I love this movie.) I constantly have a million thoughts racing through my head, and I’m feeling about every emotion that can be felt. This is all so new, but it’s a good new.
And if I can solve the mystery that is knitting, it’ll be a great new!