this one time in china....

I learned how to knit. I learned a lot of things living in China for a year, but one thing that I haven't done since coming home, is knit.

My friend Kylie and I wanted to learn. I had this idea I wanted to make Marshall a scarf for Christmas and it would be the most romantical gift every. My students told me this was a very special gift to give someone you love. And I don't craft. So this was big time for me. We asked our student and dear friend Winter to teach us.

 She worked those giant wooden needles with perfect strides.

Kylie and I on the other hand...

 

 We struggled.

I only had a few weeks before Marshall came to visit for Christmas so I had to get to business..

My little fingers knitted day and night. 

And I finally finished.

Now that scarf was the saddest excuse for a scarf I have ever seen. It was HORRIBLE, it had huge holes, the width wasn't even, it looked like an animal attacked it. 

But Marshall acted like I was the best knitter in the whole world and this scarf was worth millions.

I suppose it was a romantical gift.

But I was determined to make a BETTER, less holy scarf.
In a pretty fun color.

And I did. And so did Kylie. Her first one was pretty awful too.

These scarfs are our 2nd experiments.

I think Kara even started knitting in China too.

I also made another one after this. No more holes. Take that ugly brown man scarf.

You might be wondering why we are going down this memory lane of Chinese knitting. I realized I have forgotten about the 4th one I started in China and have neglected finishing. 

I found it all rolled up in my closet and I think it's about time I finish this 2 year long project.

It's almost done, that's what's sad about it. 

It doesn't have much work left to it. 

I'm just lazy.

Story of my life.

Now I have something to do while I sit in front of the TV.

Next I need to learn to knit something other than a straight line.

kisses.