The holidays are not what they used to be…at least for me. I used to enjoy the holidays when my kids were small. The joy and wonder, the anticipation was worth all the hassle of decorating, shopping, wrapping gifts and hiding them, etc. It was fun to help the kids make gifts and goodies for Santa! We had our traditions; the cookie baking, the homemade pizzas, popcorn cake, and pizza balls. That was all on Christmas Eve! The kids got to open a gift that night and leave cookies for Santa. We watched Christmas movies and had lots of laughs! I always made a big ham dinner on Christmas Day, along with tons and tons of appetizers that we got full of before we even had dinner! The kids enjoyed all of it and so did I.
The kids got older, became harder to shop for, harder to please. You know, pre-teens and teenagers. They no longer believed in Santa Claus. Ok, so before someone decides to educate me on the true meaning of Christmas, don’t. I’m quite aware. I’m not a religious person but I always taught my kids “the reason for the season.” But that’s not what this post is about.
About 11 years ago, certain events changed the way I thought things would be in our family. On top of that, chronic pain has invaded my every move, my every thought and…my everything. It’s rough. I was able to spend a little time with my son, his wife and the littlest grandson on Christmas Eve and I enjoyed every minute of it but I thought my house would be full of kids’ laughter and play, during the holidays. Depression, loneliness, and sadness always sets in.
I try not to succumb to the depression but it’s hard. I eat too much, don’t sleep enough, and I cry a lot when I’m alone. During the holidays, I try so very hard to hide my sadness and put a smile on my face. I’m not able to do the cooking I used to do. My son made the popcorn cake for Christmas Eve this year but he didn’t have time to make the pizza balls. That’s ok though, we still had pizza; it was frozen pizza but it was still good. I threw a ham in the oven on Christmas Day and opened a can of baked beans, which was fine because it was just me and Dad. Still, not what this post is about.
I bet you’re thinking, “Damn, I wish she’d get to the point!” I’m getting there, I promise.
Every year I try to make myself feel more festive and happy by giving gifts to others. GIVING TO OTHERS makes me feel good about who I am and I love to make gifts. This year, I crocheted over a dozen gifts for family. I carefully chose the yarn color and pattern/design I thought was perfect for each person. I worked my ass off, sometimes ripping out a design that just didn’t look good and starting over. I put my heart and soul into everything I made. It felt good to do it and I’m not sorry I did, but I’ll tell you what…
I’m makin’ a list…
I’m making a list for next year and if anyone wonders why they didn’t get anything from me then maybe they should think about Christmas 2019 when they didn’t even have the common decency to send me a simple text to thank me for their gift. It takes just seconds!! What a bunch of ungrateful shits in my family. And this does not apply to young children. It applies to adults; young adults and older adults.
I didn’t make the gifts for the thanks, just to be clear. But it would be nice to be recognized and appreciated. I busted my ass to get everything finished and shipped in time for Christmas. It really hurts my feelings that only 3 people thought to thank me for their gift. Next year, I’ll be sending my handmade crocheted items to people who might actually appreciate it…perhaps the Nursing Home, a homeless shelter, or the children’s hospital. Maybe I’ll just make scarves for all the homeless dogs and cats in the area!
Time for WIP (Work in Progress) Wednesday! I mentioned yesterday that I’ve been crocheting like a madwoman and that I would share my current WIP with you today.
I have been wanting to make my firstborn grandson a throw with his fave baseball team (Kansas City Royals) on it and I finally found a good pattern. Of course, there had to be some changes made but with the help of the original pattern designer, I managed to get the pattern I wanted.
So, I had to change the CC in the upper left-hand corner to KC and of course, the name of the team from Chicago Cubs to Kansas City Royals.
The narrow blocks are the quickest to get done, and then the smaller rectangles and squares like the KC are fairly quick. What’s really maddening is when you get a couple rows done and then the count is off. It’s hair-pulling time! I sometimes can’t find my error and then I have to frog (take out) a few rows and do them all over again! UGH! It happens, but mostly when someone is talking to me (Dad) and I lose my concentration. And then sometimes this old mind of mine wanders and I lose track of what row I’m on.
This is what I’ve got so far. I still need to do a few of the outer blocks and the name of the team. I might run out of royal blue and sungold but I think I’m good on the white. I’ll stop at Hobby Lobby on Saturday and get more if need be. What do you think so far? I know it’s hard to tell until it’s further along or joined together. I can’t wait to get it finished!
My grandson is going to love this! He loves his baseball! Not sure if I’ll give it to him for his birthday in October or for Christmas. I guess it depends on how excited I am when I finish it!
Well, I’ve finished another project. I’ve been slowly making throws for everyone in my immediate family. This one is for one of my nieces. It took about 2 days to do each block, well that’s not actually true. It took me several hours over a 2-day period to do each block. I love these kitties! They’re so cute!
I can’t tell you how many rows on each block I had to frog (rip out) because I screwed up the count somehow. Oh, that shit drives me insane!
The last project I finished went pretty quickly. It’s for my “other daughter” who is expecting her 3rd child in September. I hope she likes it.
My next project is for my first born grandson. He’s into baseball so it’ll be baseball themed! It’ll say, “Take Me Out To The Ballgame” and will be in his fave team’s colors. I can’t wait to get started on it!
By now you should know that I am a proud crocheter. My grandmother taught me when I was just 8 years old. I always have at least 4 projects going at any given time. I get tired of the same colors, same design, or same stitches so I start something new or work on one I started the last time! It keeps things…well, not boring! I love it all the same!
This baby finally got finished last week and I’m so proud of it! I made it for my grandson who is 5 years old now. I had been working on it for quite some time. It took over 100 yellow squares and boy, did I get tired of that color!
Since I’m not the mother of a small child, nor have any of the grandkids watched Thomas while at my house, I had no clue what Thomas looked like, not really. When I Googled for answers, I got photos but I wondered how the heck will I ever do that? Especially the face. I mean, really?
I searched high and low for a pattern I could easily follow…because some patterns are just messed up. I’m not a designer so I absolutely needed a pattern! Never found a one but I did see a photo of a Thomas blanket that I knew I could do without a pattern!
The face was difficult, as I thought it would be but I managed to get ‘er done, as they say. It doesn’t look exactly the same as the real Thomas, and my Thomas looks a bit older – like one of the other trains, I’m told, but that’s ok because it’s still obvious to a 5-year-old who it is! (I hope!)
I’m giving this to Kayden for Christmas – that is, IF I can wait that long! Fingers crossed!!