Where's My Mojo?

I am not a crafty person. I can't sew. I can't paint. I can't decorate. I'm not clever nor inventive. I am not a crafty person.

Once upon a time, I did cross-stitch. And while I don't consider it a talent, I was pretty dang good at it. My backs were ones to envy. ;) When I was pregnant with Lamb, I cross-stitched her a baby blanket. It was never used because it was not soft in the slightest.

By the time Bear came along, I had no desire to cross-stitch another blanket. As a matter of fact, my desire for cross-stitching had pretty much run out completely.

He has always moaned & groaned about the fact that HE doesn't have a blanket made with love. Not that he guilted me into it or anything, but I decided to crochet him a blanket.

That's all fine and dandy except I didn't know how to crochet. Many a person had tried to teach me but I never could figure out how to get a 2nd row.

That's kind of important when making a blanket.

No problem tho! This time I was determined. I picked a pretty orange. Got a book. And taught myself. I was so thrilled when I figured out how to make another row.

So I'm crocheting and thinking: "Dang. This is going to take a Long Time to crochet." See, sometimes my lightbulb doesn't shine very bright. I was not following a pattern. I was simply making single chains. He only wanted one color. Oh heavens. I'm slow.

When I realized what a daunting task I had undertaken, I quit. I put it away. Just for a bit.

Three years later, I have picked it up again. Only thing is, I have forgotten how!! I read my book again. I don't understand it! Things aren't going as smoothly as they did three years ago. My stitches do not look as pretty as three years ago. I still only know how to make a simple chain. I worked on it for an hour Tuesday night. Thought I did it wrong so I undid the whole entire row. Only to realize that I was doing it right after all. D'oh!

I asked Bear how important it was to have a blanket. Could he just have a very long and wide scarf? Because at the rate I'm going, it'll be his firstborn's blanket. I'm betting you know his answer.