thanks, or no thanks, to gwendolyn:
i never taught myself how to crochet like i had planned. she was an interruption in the eight hours that i was supposed to learn on my last train ride up to vermont in december. i wanted to crochet a big and colorful grandma blanket. but instead, i found one last week for 1.99 at the goodwill in williston, vermont.
it's just what i wanted, but i'm out of the craft. mas o menos.
