I love knitting. My only problem is I don’t love the stuff I knit as much as I love making them. Maybe I’ll find a solution soon. In any case, I don’t want to stop. It’s so much fun. Strange, really, because I’m not very practical when it comes to other things.

I think I knitted for the first time when I was ten. Someone, I think it was mom, taught me some years before that, but I was ten when I actually made something. It was a sweater. I’m not sure if it’s still around, but I do know I got compliments from unexpected sources… Like a guy in my class. Of course, he was probably a little partial to me as I was to him.