My son has the audacity to have not just one teacher but seven assistant teachers. The idea of making handmade gifts under these circumstances is pretty deranged.
But I am deranged, so off we go. Two years ago, I knit everyone flower pins. Last year, I flaked. I was stumped about this year. All the small gifts that I could find either seemed lame or impossible to accomplish for eight separate people.
Enter the super-fast craft called crochet. Crochet, I love you. I would not marry you – I’m already married to knitting – but you are a fabulous fling on the side. You give me seven hats in as many days. Knitting cannot do that for me. Crochet, remind me to buy you something sparkly.
So these hats are for the assistant teachers. Liam’s main teacher wears head scarves every day, so is not a good candidate for a hat. So she’s getting the non-stanky bag that you see described in the posts below.
In the comments on the previous post, Sara posted the very helpful suggestion that I soak my reeking crocheted bag in vinegar, borax, or Oxyclean, and then wash it with regular detergent. (Thanks, Sara, for giving my bag a brief clemency!)
This technique may very well work 99.9% of the time, but even after this treatment my bag still made me want to retch every time I got within a foot of it.
Into the trash can it went. It’s the first time I’ve ever just tossed a finished object. It only took me four hours to make, though, so I’m not sweating it.
To console myself, I immediately got out this luscious little Noro tidbit:
Several months ago, I had picked up three skeins of Matsuri (87% cotton, 13% wool, 100% gorgeous Noro dye work) for some unknown thing or other. OK, I probably just got it because it’s purty and I can’t resist lime green.
So this is going to be the new mesh grocery bag for my son’s teacher. All signs point to it not stinking.