3KCBWDAY3 – Your Knitting or Crochet Hero

Bear with me, I’m going to be pretty sappy and cliched. My knitting hero is my mom (aww!) and my sister Maritza. It pains me to write that about my sister because, well, she’s a booger. They both knit and crochet but they’ve never really finished much. Mom’s ability to reverse engineer anything (both in sewing and in knitting/crochet) is as amazing as her inability to follow a pattern. I found a pattern for an Old Shale stitch that she liked and what she ended up with was a total 180 from what the pattern called. It was pretty but we had a good laugh over it.

Growing up, my mom and my sister encouraged me (and my niece Olivia) to make and create as much as possible. Most weekend trips to the mall involved a stop at the craft store (anyone remember the Rag Shop?). Or if I spent the night at Maritza’s house, it was a treat to look through her cross stitch books and the big book of iron on transfers she bought. I remember picking out a unicorn that she ironed onto a piece of cloth (or was it a sweater? I don’t remember) and then outlined using puffy paint. I thought it was so amazing that she had a tackle box full of different types of paints in different colors.

While I didn’t have the best experience with art teachers in school, Mom and Maritza were always telling me to try again and do more. Even if I thought whatever I did “sucked” or was stupid, they’d tell me to keep on going. I’ve blogged about my mom’s crazy cards and seriously, she shouldn’t be one to get all nit picky about proportion and form.

Maritza’s birthday was last week and Mom’s is on the 29th. So this post is my cheap way out of getting them birthday presents. Ha!

* For my reader’s safety and well being, I’ve decided against posting a photo of my sister. Looking at photos of her have been known to cause people to swoon, run away screaming and in some cases death. Do not look directly into her eyes if you do meet her in person. The results are not pretty.