Probably only two things really scare the living hell out of me
OK, three.
The first thing that has scared me forever is my house burning down. Now, I've had no experience with this, no close calls or anything, but every year around the holidays, when people start plugging in all kinds of electric lights hanging on kindling, I get very twitchy, and any time I smell anything electrical when I shouldn't be smelling it, I freak out.
The other thing that scares me...uh, we'll talk about that some other time, and the THIRD scariest thing in the whole wide world is.....LACE.
Rather anti-climactic, isn't it?
Here is this piece I just started. Teeny yarn, teeny needles. Sorry the pic isn't much better but at least you can clearly see the (gasp!) openwork, which is the very cringe-worthy thing I am talking about.
To clarify, I'm not afraid of teeny yarn or teeny needles. Maybe it's just that I feel like if I make something girly and lacy that all of my strong-willed stubborn bitchitude is going to leak out of my left ear and I'll be rendered completely helpless/useless and start trying to attract attention with my decolletage.
That's not irrational....much.
The truth is...there's just no "winging it" with lace. You can't change your mind! Or, it's harder to be in the middle of it and say, "I know! I'm going to COMPLETELY ALTER this pattern!" when the pattern is lace.
Well, it's hard for me, anyway. I mean, I can be in the middle of something and say that it needs a bit of lace, but I can't be in the middle of lace and say that it needs a bit of something else. It just IS. Lace is sort of my creative soul-sucker. Being a non-pattern type person, having to look at a chart or piece of paper to see where I'm at makes me absolutely nuts.
In short, when I do a lace thing, I don't feel like I have accomplished anything more than copying someone else's idea. Which I hate. My "You're Not The Boss Of Me!!" kicks in, and every time I have to go back and make sure I did the exact stitches in that exact order, it irritates the hell out of me.
Anyway...here is a picture of what that exact series of repeats is eventually supposed to look like.
