
Basically as soon as I got the word ‘knit’ out she ran into her room and came out with a ball of yarn and needles. She thought I wanted to learn how to knit, not pay her to knit something for me. I was pretty skeptical – not of her ability to teach me, but my ability to learn. I write with my left hand, but I do most other things with my right hand. When I’m up to bat, I’m a leftie, but when I’m catching, I throw with my right hand. I can only use a scissors in my right hand. I play pool right handed and I shoot a gun with my right hand. I think I might golf left handed, but I’ve only ever done mini-golf and maybe I would do better if I tried it right handed because I am pretty bad. Ok, really, really bad.
The point is that I had no idea which hand would be dominant for knitting. But I was game to learn. And after about 20 minutes, I sort of had it down! After an hour, my rows were starting to straighten up and I was getting the hang of it! And it was actually fun. Here’s how far I got last night. I am sure anyone that has ever knit something can see that I have a long way to go, but it’s a pretty damn good start. 

3 comments:
Hooray! As a knitter, I can tell you that it fills my heart with joy to see other people learning to knit.
I think in that previous sentence I reinforced the myth of knitters being big dorks. I promise you it isn't something that applies to knitters in general, just to me.
I have seen tons of patterns for those mittens. You should check out/join ravelry.com. I'm on there. My daughter is on there and she barely knows how to knit. Everyone is doing it. I can't wait to read more about you learning to knit. When I first started, I got so frustrated that I wanted to throw it against the wall half the time. Now I love it!
I read the first chapter while waiting for my car's oil to be changed... and then forgot to pick it up again. That was last Thanksgiving. I need to finish that book... but no way am I reading the series.
Like the new gloves. :)
I am just starting the second book now. Is it really really sad that I cried over the book?
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