The year was 1984.
My daughter was about 8 months old and we were living in a tiny two bedroom trailer in a very small town in North Dakota. I was a stay at home mom and we didn't have very much money. I knew I'd have to make our gifts that year, so I went to K-mart and bought 100 skeins of acrylic yarn at 94 cents each. I ended up crocheting 10 ripple afghans in two months and, needless to say, never picked up a crochet hook again.
Last year, I started seeing the colorful ripple afghans on all of the blogs and I got the itch to make one again. I would sit with my instruction book, a ball of yarn and hook and try to spark my crocheting abilities buried deep in the recesses of my brain. But then I'd start to get nervous, hyperventilate and give up. The memory of crocheting so many afghans in 1984 would come flooding back. I'd recall how difficult those years were, the frustration would rise and the yarn would end up in a jumbled mess.
About five years ago, I purchased the book Simple Crochet. It's a beautiful book and I love the simple blankets, pillows, bags and boxes crocheted with different materials like leather and hemp. I pulled it out the other day and I have to say, it really was ahead of its time. The photography is beautiful, the projects are easy, and the book reminds me of the Zakka Japanese craft books which are so popular right now. It really inspired me to make my house so much simpler and minimalistic looking.
This year, I decided one of my resolutions (yes I do make resolutions) was to learn how to crochet again and complete a ripple afghan. Even though I have several books on how to crochet, I opted for this kid's version instead. Not just simple crochet, but extremely simple crochet! Hey! It says it's for kids of all ages, so I figured I fell into that category.
I completed a book bag with some scrap yarn and have now started my ripple afghan. Even though I've pulled it out about 10 times, I'm determined to complete it and finally get over the mental block that's been haunting me for so long.
Wonders never cease.