Since I’m just that little tiny bit competitive, I really enjoy the contests on people’s blogs and swaps. (Okay – I can hear some of you snickering…)
The first contest for the Sock It To Me swap is to blog about our respective start in the wonderful world of knitting. I can remember my Mom trying to teach myself and my older sister how to crochet when I was 6 or 7, and then trying to teach me knitting when I was home sick from school when I was about 8, but neither of those attempts “took” with either craft. So, for my real start on knitting, let’s jump into the way-back machine to circa 1980.
I asked for a pleated skirt for my birthday that year. Some would call it a kilt, but as Mr. Me insists (vehemently) “Women don’t wear kilts. Kilts are for men!”
(yes, that really is Mr. Me on our wedding day with his groomsmen and best man)
For about 3 years when I was a teenager, I had a regular babysitting gig with our next door neighbours – every Wednesday night for bowling league, after school Thursday and Friday when Mrs. Neighbour worked part-time and then most Saturday evenings as well. Since I couldn’t exactly have any boys over for company with my Mom next door, I needed to find something to keep me busy during the long evening hours. When I found a book at the library about how to knit left handed, I decided to give it a try.
Not one to be cautious, I jumped in with both feet and my first project was a sweater! It was a plain stockinette stitch long sleeved crewneck sweater, in burgundy wool to match the skirt. C’mon, it was 1980 – preppie was “in”.
Was it perfect? Not by any stretch of the imagination, but I had knit a tension swatch, so it did fit reasonably well and I wore it for many years. Included in its imperfections was the fact that I didn’t know that you should always cast off ribbing in ribbing and it should be done LOOSELY. A certain amount of tugging was always required to get it over my head… But far and away the greatest imperfection was the fact that I wasn’t doing my purl stitches properly. What should have been stockinette stitch was in fact twisted stockinette stitch. I had purled through the back of all the purl stitches! At least it was uniform.
I no longer have the sweater, and can’t find either a photo of me wearing it nor the pattern leaflet. So in lieu of a photo of my first knitting project, I give you a picture of me from the same period of time. How do you like my glasses? The lenses were eventually used in the Hubble Space Telescope...