Learn to crochet … check ...

A few weeks back I decided to teach myself to crochet … well I decided to let my good friend Mr Google teach me to crochet … he's so helpful like that.

You see I had a bit of wool left from making my pom pom garland … and being such a waste not, want not type of gal I decided to use it up on a crochet blanket or scarf or bookmark … depending on how long my attention span lasted.

I figured I'd just do a few rows each time I sat down to watch the telly … and see how I went.  Well I must watch a heck of a lot of telly because before I knew it I had a whole blanket.

Of course my leftover wool didn't go far … and there were two trips to the craft shop for more before I managed to get to this point … so my thrifty idea ended up costing me … lots … but hey … I made a blanket … a whole blanket.

So then I decided … in the style of a home decor magazine … that I should fold it stylishly over the arm of the sofa …

or drape it artfully over the end of the chaise …

Until Buster decided … in the style of a dirty dog … to just sit on it … and he did.

Make yourself right at home Buster … and he did.

Positively potty for pom poms ...

So I've decided it's time to come clean.

I've been living most of my life with a secret … and rather odd ... fetish.

I'm thoroughly enamoured with pom poms.

I'm rather fond of polka dots too … but pom poms were my first love.

Perhaps it stems from my early years when my hair was regularly enhanced with bobbles … which are … in effect ... hard plastic pom poms.

Perhaps it's because even the most ridiculous hat looks better with pom poms.

Whatever the reason … whatever the cause … I decided it was time to feed the fetish … and knock up a few of my own.

Now since I am clearly becoming a Crafty Blogger as we speak … I decided to write a quick post and reveal my little creation.

I started with these.

In my favourite colours of course.

And I wrapped some of it around this handy little gadget …

Like so …

And then I cut around the edge … like so …

And this is why I'm not allowed to handle anything hot or sharp.

Then you rinse and repeat.

No, no, no … you just repeat … over and over until your pom pom fetish has been temporarily satiated.

Then of course you can do whatever you like with your pom poms … who am I to judge … but I strung mine up and made a little garland.

Like so …

Of course it provides absolutely no practical purpose whatsoever … but it is kinda pretty ... don't you think?