Yarn. Obsessed.

I need to confess to a little addiction I've developed. The first step to recovery is admitting you have a problem, right? And supposedly this blog is all about free therapy--things I do and think and explore to get more out of life... Here it goes! Boy I'm nervous. You're finally going to see me for who I really am. I'm addicted to buying yarn! I have spent a small fortune on various colors and textures of the stuff. But it's so cozy and inviting and wonderful, I just can't stay away! 

Especially when you can make stuff like this.....

{mommy octopus}

{baby octopus}

{happy pear}

and this.....

{baby's football cocoon with matching hat}

I could argue that it's healthier than playing Angry Birds all damn day long, or that by making homemade gifts for all my friends who are having babies (and I do mean that ALL my friends are having babies) saves me money, keeps me creative, and is utterly stress-relieving and peaceful. Plus, my friends and family get hand-crafted goodness. Buying a gift at Target or Pacifier is easy, and I have done it before...but there's something about the precious time you put into these things that is so gratifying. 'Each stitch saves a soul,' a friend's grandma used to say. 

I wouldn't go that far, but I 
certainly feel love in this work. 

~Alexis