Knit Chain? or is it collaborative knitting?

I would love to start a Collaborative knitting chain.Supposedly you knit like 1 square and then send it on in the mail to more knitters until your requirements are met and then it gets sent back to you. If anyone else knows anything about it let me know.

My latest project

I feel kind of bad about my dedication to my knitting, or lack thereof. I'm going to try to have a a profect going all the time.

So my latest project has been a very simple scarf that I plan to give M for Easter. It's a bright pink in a stockinette stitch.

My last project was a lighter pink and thicker yarn for one of my Mom's coworkers children.

As I said, I am still a beginner. No fancy patterns for me at the moment. I'm just trying to graduate and get into CIU.

Picking up stitches, and helpless froggings.

Okay so I haven't posted in about a week...so I'm going to start from last Friday.

Note I wrote this on Monday, just now posting the draft.

Friday:
Okay so I went to CIU for the preview day. It was sooo much fun! I had an awesome time. We attended a class and I answered like 3 questions and read from the Bible. I was so excited, lol. I met some cool people and I really think I have a chance to get in...now if I can just pay for it. We also did this scholarship competition where we wrote some small essays, did group interviews, and played a budgeting game. We don't know the results yet so... but I got my aplication in for admission and I still have to mail in my reference forms and Christian Experience Essay.

Saturday:
I was so ready for Military Ball, no date but that was okay. My dad let me take his truck. So I pulled into a parking space and I realized I didn't have enough room to get out of the truck. (In hindsight I should've just crawled across the seat and got out the other side.) So I started to back up but I turned too quickly. I scraped against the car next to me. It was W's '72 Monte Carlo! Oh my Lord, I just about had a heart attack. I was freaking out the entire time. I called the police, sent a friend in to get W, and just stood there until the cop showed up. He told me I was at fault (duh), and that my insurance would cover his damages. He got my liscence and registration and all that, handed me a paper 4 the insurance company and then told us to go inside. So I parked again, on the waaaaaay far side of the parking lot, and went into the ball. I had fun, danced and all that. My Dad had already shown up to yell at me but my Mom must have talked to him because he was in a better mood when I cam out at the end of the ball.

Sunday:
I went to Church in the morning and then I went to Mrs. B's house and spent time with her and her family, nothing to report, her grandkids were adorable of course.

Monday:
I couldn't concentrate on anything. I was so freaked out about the accident on Saturday. All I could think about was: I hit a car! It was crazy, everyone I saw kept coming up to W and asking him, is your car okay? how bad isit? can you still drive? and then to me: You hit W's car? OMG! How much trouble are you in? Did they take your liscence? For goodness sakes people! I didn't want to say anything because, well, I hit the car, but thankfully W finally got mad and basically told everyone, the car is fine shut up about it! I don't know how everyone found out about this, I vented to G. And I told MB at the military ball.sigh people gossip too much. I felt so sick about the whole thing that I couldn't even knit. You know it's bad when your needles and yarn are powerless...

Chunky Yarn is HARD to knit

I've known how to knit for a while now, but only recently did I become "the knitter" at my high school. As a senior, I really have learned not to worry what people think of me. If they want to talk about me behind my back, fine. But honestly I really could care less if you feel like you know everything. I am overweight...okay fat. I'm not severely obese or anything, but I understand that I am certainly not in the running for the healthy eaters club president. however many 'people' feel like they need to tell me I am fat. These 'people' are all very ready to give me their advice about how to lose weight. Oh and I just looove when I eat anything that isn't healthy, 'people' look at me like: Well no wonder she's so fat. But if I eat healthy food, eg. salads they look at me like: Why do you even bother? Ahh the joy.  G says to just ignore them, but they still reeeeeaaaally tick me off.

I'm in ROTC at my high school. I love it. It's like a huge family complete with arguments and sibling rivalry. I believe our unofficial motto is: Nobody messes with my family but me. Sure you might get blasted by a cadet in the corps but if someone outside is messing with you, that same cadet will be right there with the rest to help you out. But still there are a few people in ROTC that I really don't think care for me. Like W. He used to always either ignore me or just look at me like gum on the floor. However when I got to the orderly room a few mornings ago he was really nice to me. K is also a very devout Christian, but there are times when I feel like she is only nice to me because of her beliefs. I still like her though. She is really nice to me. I guess the reason doesn't really matter.

Military Ball is next Saturday. I don't have a date. C can't be there because he goes back to his base on Friday. I am seriously considered asking someone in ROTCto go with me. There are several guys that I wouldn't mind going with. But I am just that scared of rejection. I know I shouldn't worry about that. But I would be mortifed if I asked someone like...well someone and they said no, or worse, made some excuse for it. I'm supposed to film it (Since, apparently, everyone on my H staff has a date or isn't going.) but I'd much rather go with a date and set up my camera in a corner. I suppose my date wouldn't have any fun if I had a camera in hand all night.

Welcome all knitters!

Hello to all knitters! I am JME. I am a devout Christian and a dedicated knitter and I knit as often as I can. I believe it to be a very therapeutic activity. Whenever I'm mad or upset, I just pull out my needles and forget it all. This is not just a blog about knitting. This is my second therapy. I want to post my feelings without worrying about who will see them or what they will think of me. So if you are prepared to join me on my journey of dropped stitches, WIPs, and beautiful finished products, read on.