Somebody shoot me..

I just crocheted a doily.

Well, a "lacy motif" according to the pattern. If I'm not stopped soon I'll start making toilet roll covers for school fetes!

I came across a wire crochet stall today and the woman did her best to convince me that it was really hard and I should give up and buy some of her stuff immediately. Bah. I originally had no intention of doing much "real" crochet since it all seems to be unbelievably dorky or require extreme neatness (generally both) but this morning was taken with the unshakeable need to make a snood(*). Since all the patterns online seem to work on the assumption that being crochet it must be as ugly as possible, I may have to design my own. I'm thinking dark and beaded in a medieval style. Maybe I can get Phlebus to make me one for my birthday, since she's actually competent. (She makes the extremely neat not dorky stuff like bags and lace) Heehee. As I suspected this blog has turned into a space for me to ramble about my obsession-of-the-moment. Which still satisfies The Golden Rule Of The Internet since I'm sure someone out there might be interested.

(*)Am I the only person who thinks this is something the Onceler would make? I asked Cam and he turned out not to have heard of "The Lorax". I think he may be an alien.