My behind is sore, that is right it is. I have been sitting on my behind at my kitchen table crocheting like a mad woman all weekend long. I have watched far too much football to entertain myself, while my hands have been busy crocheting, and crocheting some more. This is coming from the woman who swore she was not making a thing for Christmas presents. It started with that Star Table Runner. I made the bulky one for myself, and then had to make one for my friend. I am five stars away from that being completed. Once you make something for one friend, well you start thinking about others and before you know it things have gotten out of control. Now I think everyone I know needs something I have made, whether they want it or not!
This is my current obsession.
I know I am a bit late to the crocheting jar covers party, everyone has done it by now, but I thought it might make a fun little present for friends. Pop some sand into the bottom, grab a candle to put inside and you have a nice little gift.
Once I figured out the bottom, the rest was a breeze. I used cotton string we had in the kitchen for my first batch, then switched to Sugar and Cream cotton yarn for my second batch. I used a size J hook and for both the string and the yarn.
Once you are done with the crochet you pop in a ribbon, and then you are all set.
Here is the first batch looking lovely in the sun.
The second group got completed when it was much darker out.
I also made up nine of these smaller ones with some Berroco Pure Pima yarn that I had in my stash.
I just have to go get red ribbon to put on these and they will be all done. I have four more of the larger jars to complete today and then this Christmas project will be finished. I think they might look lovely with the candle light shining from inside.
My youngest son thinks I am a nutter bringing these outside for a photo shoot. He just shakes his head at my weirdness. Well of course he thinks I am a nutter and weird, because he is 15! Mr. 19 year old comes home in two days for 52 hours. That is all we get him this Thanksgiving. I bet he isn't home much of that time, he has plenty of friends to see. I just want to quietly open his bedroom door while he is sleeping and peek inside to see him sleeping in his own bed. Sort of like I did when he was a baby. I can't wait.
How was your weekend?