What to Crochet for the Boy Who Has Everything

I play Dungeons and Dragons in my husband’s game. “D&D” to those in the know. During our game a few weeks ago, a bee planted itself in my bonnet.  I could hardly wait to search Ravelry.  Do you believe there are at least seventeen patterns for Cthulhu amigurumi? And that doesn’t include the hats, dice bags, and other handy Cthulhu accoutrements.

I chose the best of the free Cthulhu patterns.  I had to make it. I found some green acrylic and I placed an order for safety eyes on ebay. This project was a diversion from my last diversionary project. Yes, I have Knit/Crochet ADD. I am almost done with Bethany's belated birthday gift – an unplanned project that I committed to when a wave of generosity overcame me while writing a birthday card.

I am a pretty opinionated crafter.  I am usually vociferously opposed to sewing and/or seaming. Big confession time:  sewing together the crocheted pieces isn’t so bad! I swore to never knit another amigurumi (is it considered amigurumi when it is knit?) after my first and last knit turtle. With knitting, there is seaming and sewing.  Sewing sans seaming is tolerable.  And the end result is yummy.

The pattern for Cuddly Cthulhu is very well-written.  As I was crocheting the head, I somehow ended up a stitch or two short and had to fudge it.  The end result was ten tentacles instead of twelve.  I had to consult with my husband/Dungeon Master – is it written anywhere that Cthulhu has twelve tentacles? As you might gather from his crazy-great and -geeky blog, he would know. (The answer is no, Cthulhu’s tentacles are not enumerated.)

So if you thought Sammy – who is blessed with six generous grandparents – had everything, he didn’t.  But he does now.  He has his own hand-crocheted stuffed Cthulhu toy.  Life is good.

The Blogwagon

A little red winged-thing has been sitting on my shoulder screeching in my ear. Something about the www needing another knitting blog. So here we are.

Though not professionally diagnosed, I suffer from Knitting ADD. I generally need all my fingers and toes to count my wips. True story.

During the warmer months, I generally have at least one tank or tee in the works. I just finished a cute hot pink little number here.

I’m about half-way through another Green Gable for the birthday of my comrade Bethany. Clearly, I listened to a little white winged-thing perched on my shoulder. I don’t usually gift anything bigger than a baby sweater, but a wave of generosity swept over me. I hope it fits her because I think it will be too big on me if it doesn’t work out.