I've already admitted this once on my blog but I'm going to remind you that I might crochet just a little bit every once in a while. Sometimes I sort of feel embarrassed about it and like to pretend that it's not my favorite hobby (well, next to scrapbooking of course) and that the 300 scarves hanging around the house were not made by me. But it is and they were. I just wish there was another word for it cause "crochet" just sounds so old and, um, crotchety? Am I right? It should be called fiber engineering. Or something...
So in spite of being a 25 year old hottie (heh) who is training for a triathlon (mini) and trying desperately to be moderately cool...
I joined a crochet/knitting group.
(I might be one step away from this, I can't really tell.)
Peeps, I'm bringing sexy back in the form of yarn and doilies. Watch out.
I would just like to remind you that in spite of my propensity to love all things nerdy (Tyson and I once spent a whole Christmas break watching star trek marathons, and that's my last confession for the day) I have already gotten up to running 2 miles and biking 10 miles AND our apartment complex has a free tanning bed so I am going to be fine. And that totally trumps any slightly uncool hobbies I might have.
Yeah, that's right.
I am a fine fiber engineering mama.
(Well, not mama. You know what I mean. I just didn't want anyone to think this was some sort of announcement or anything. 'Cause moments like that are always awkward. Believe me, I know. And the word vomit ends... now. )
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