Over the holidays, my maternal grandmother, Deedee, re-taught me how to knit. I asked her to teach me because I wanted something better for me to do with my hands in class than picking at my skin, angrily IMming with classmates, and playing computer games, but I’ve gone rather berserk with the compulsion of fibers. I’ve seen ads for local knitting groups, so I sought them out online. The results are promising.
There’s also a TC knitting group which as far as I know doesn’t have much of a web presence.
Too bad Jon Brier is leaving town, or I would totally take him with me to these events.
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