The other night I set my little practice crochet strip down on my desk for the night and woke the next morning to find this:
Sweet Jesus, I'm crafting a sperm. *sigh*
Well, I decided I would ignore my unfortunate finding and carry on. I've since made a few crochet test patches to get the rhythm down. So far so good. That is until a few minutes ago when I looked down and saw this:
I mean really, does it get more granny than that? Is it any wonder I felt like watching this tonight?
In the interest of full disclosure, I came home from work early today because I am clearly coming down with a cold. I feel like garbage but everything you see here is actually quite comforting.
As it happens, I embrace the granny within and encourage everyone else out there to do the same. I heart tea, yarn and Bette Davis and I'm not ashamed to admit it.
Happy comfort crafting y'all!!