Hi MaLo! (That's my mom.) Since you've delurked several times, much to the joy of myself and others, we should note...this post is for you.
I've been getting some nice compliments on my scarves lately. I've been wearing 2 scarves my mother made for me last year. One is knit from ribbon, the other a lovely edged winter white extravaganza.
The first comment came from a woman walking next to me in downtown Portland. She asked me if I made my scarf. "No, my mother did though!" and we struck up a conversation about knitting, and crotcheting (she was a crotcheter) for about 5 blocks as we both walked in the same direction.
Ah, crotchet! That's not anything I know how to do. I know how to knit, thanks to lessons from MaLo, but I still have to reference a book on how to knit off, or whatever it's called when I end a scarf. Back to crotchet...mom used to do a lot of crotcheting. I'm not sure if she does anymore, but growing up, my beautifully skinny and awesome big sister had bikinis crotcheted by mom. Some even had seashells sewn into them. They were tiny. And she looked GREAT in them. I, on the other hand, was much younger and not really the body type nor age for itsy bitsy crotcheted bikinis. So mom made me crotcheted holders for my Bonnie Bell Lip Smackers. They were little purses that you wore like necklaces. And they kept my root beer flavored lip gloss handy and always ready for use. She made small, and large sized ones, and I could layer for effect if I wanted, or, wear them as solo pieces. I wish I still had them. They totally rocked.
So mom, I thought of you and your amazing crotcheting abilities tonight when I saw these amazing crotchet projects. I double dog dare you.