

Hiya guys,
This is my first post here and I hope that we can share in our addiction.
"I am a fibrenut". I'll let you all know about kewl sites I've lurked at and some of the powerful, addictive fibres I've come across. What kind of projects are placating my addiction. And what kind of ufo's I have in progress at the moment.
If you're addicted to any form of string then you are more than welcome to come into my "Yarn den". I don't care if you are a dyed in the wool knitter (who needs hookie thingees) or a "hooker" with attitude. Ya'll are welcome here.
I happen to be addicted to both sides of the skein. I learned how to knit from my mom whose favorite past time was knitting aran sweaters in wool. Then when I was sixteen I (now if this ain't addictive behaviour I dunno what is) whittled my first crochet hook to make my then boyfriend (now ex hubby) a horrid brown n orange single crochet afghan. (Well at the time I thought it looked kewl) no accounting for taste sheesh.
I quickly burned through that hook n got others but then one day I had an epiphany (sounds of a chorus singing "ahhhhhh"), I got turned on to (gasp) doilies and lace crochet through this foreign mag (o the horror) a french crochet magazine called "magic crochet".
I fell in love with the beautiful diagrams (making getting a fix all that much easier) and I went out n got myself some new tools. I had also inherited a double ended crochet hook with an ivory handle from my grandma. O boy I was in business. I cranked them puppies out like a columbian drug lord. Everyone on the ol gift list got one. My couch cushions were covered.
Then...........I rediscovered knitting. I had ordered these books from Torstar and they had all kinds of magical potions in them for creating more stuff. I took the books to heart and started my journey to another addiction (o man, I am in bad shape now). I knitted things for the kids (I have seven by the way), knitted things for my sisters, knitted things for my mom n dad, and no didn't knit anything for the ex, (well he wasn't n ex yet) He (o the shame, the horror) didn't want anything. So I said, "Ok, suit yerself then." I had plenty of other enablers to choose from.
Suffice to say, I am hopelessly addicted and have been knitting and crocheting (a little plastic canvas thrown in there for good measure), for a very long time now. There is no cure (unless sheep all of a sudden drop off the face of the earth) and truth be told, I don't wanna be cured, pppbbbbtttt, so there.
I am now happily married to a fibrenuts enabler, he lets me have a fix and doesn't get mad when I add to the stash. I have knitted him things and have knitted and crocheted things for his mom (she passed a couple months ago, sigh, but I did inherit her stash and I hope to do a fellow addict proud). Man, I miss her (sigh, again).
O, by the way the white sweater is one I knitted (ya think lol)