I have a confession to make. Are you ready? I don't care if I never make another hat. Seriously.
This week, I return to my church hat-making group. We've expanded and we're doing hats for the homeless, too. Which is awesome. In fact, we're really just making hats for anyone who needs a hat. Which has led me to think that maybe I should make hats for preemies. Because if there's anything I love it's a bitty baby. And because I was incredibly blessed to have ginormobabies. Seriously, they could make SciFi movies about my huge babies.
Monster Babies on Mars
The Baby that Nibbled on and Slobbered on Manhattan
Attack of the Man-Racking Babies from Outer Space
I know how lucky I am, is what I'm gettin' at here.
However, I am a little bit burnt out on hats. I mean, I have a fabulous hat book that I have only made one tiny hat out of. And I didn't even make that many hats. I mostly made flowers for hats, but still. I am so un-charged up for hats.
Is there a Doilies for the Homeless project I can get involved with? No. Of course not.
So, please, if you have any exciting hat patterns, send them to me. Because I'm a little tired of grinding out the hattiness. Also, I'm still trying to figure out the whole knitting thing. I currently need help with reading patterns and also need help with figuring out why my first and last stitch in each row are way tighter than the rest.