Q is for crochet. If you hang out in the blogging world long enough, eventually you'll pick up a pair of needles or a hook and yarn. It's like crafting crack. I caved last winter and had both a crochet and knitting lesson. I didn't prove to be a prodigy at either. I did manage to make a couple of granny squares only to get bored and move on to something else. I'm not sure why in this sweltering, 100 degree weather I thought now would be a good time to pick it back up, but I did. For the past week or so in the evening before bed I've been crocheting, squares to begin with and then last night I started crocheting stripes. It's a little odd for me, having an ongoing project, one that won't be finished in a day or two. I'm impatient by nature, but I'm enjoying this. No wonder so many of you are hooked on crochet. Get it? Hooked? A regular comedian, that's what they call me.
R is for reality TV, roller skating (in my youth), rheumatoid arthritis, reclusive, rain, rocking chairs, resilient.
S is for sewing, spring time, security, spirit, stubborn, skinny, sunshine, steak, strength.
T is for Toby. My sweet little Toby Man, Toby Won Kenobi, Toby Oby Woby... he has many names and he has my heart. I love, love, love that pup!
T is for tea, sweet and cold.
T is also for tags.
Q and crochet? Well, I've not been quilting, so I improvised.