Why I *NEEDED* that big, heavy desk...

A number of weeks ago, as I was working on reclaiming our second bedroom, I found a crochet hook at the bottom of a box. Now, until that day the extent of my crocheting experiences was limited to finger-crocheting a belt or something in girl scouts. But there it was, in my apartment, a perfectly good crochet hook. Thank you, internet, for the pattern and instructions, including diagrams. Here's what I made:
I suppose my cell phone didn't really need a cute little cozy, but it seemed like an easy enough thing to start with. And actually, even though I had picture instructions, I still needed to call Mom and say, "OK, I'm trying to crochet, and I don't understand the instructions. They say 'Blah, blah, blah' but how does that work?"

And Mom said, "Well, you 'blah, blah, blah'." Somehow all it took was Mom quoting the instructions back to me for me to get it. She's just that good.

Shortly after my cell phone was snug as a bug, I moved on to another activity. I used leftover fabric from my shower curtain to make a little something to hang on the opposite wall of my bathroom.

Once I was finished with that, I decided to actually read the quilting book I found in Mom's library and she said I could have. And after reading it I decided to do more than just one block. Marty picked out the pattern from the book, and when I asked him how big I should make it, he suggested I make it as big as the book suggested ("crib size") and kindly reminded me that it was my first real pieced quilt. So now the quilt top is done, and I'm ready to put the layers together. Of course this quilt will have yarns, but I'm also considering doing some quilt stitching around the boats. We'll see. (As you can see, this is a project that Razor and Cher have really wanted to help out with too.)