In my neck of the woods, crafting has almost taken on a religious fervor as groups of ladies (not to discriminate, but I personally don't know any men crafters--not that they don't exist...) gather together to eat, drink, and be merry while crafting. The word itself is an enigma to me, and as far as I can glean, it's code for making something oh-so-cute out of something like material, beads or two-by-fours. I have many dear friends who are avid "crafters" and create these amazing pieces which bring great joy to them as well as many others whom are the recipients. But here's my confession: I hate crafting.
Please don't misunderstand: I respect and love to receive handmade wonders from others, but as soon as I sit down to "craft" my brain freezes up and I revert back to my 3rd grade self trying to decipher fractions, and find myself (just like in 3rd grade) copying the person next to me--because crafting is only slightly more enjoyable than fractions--but only slightly.
And "crafting parties" have reached a fever pitch with their abundance and frequency. Many church groups, ladies societies and a perverse amount of other local groups laud "Crafting!" as one of the selling points of getting members to come and participate...so what do I do? Simple...I flee. The world of crafting is like kryptonite to my sensibilities, water to my wicked witch, and chloroform to my Wonder Woman--(seriously, did you ever notice how the bad guy with the handkerchief full of chloroform sneaking up behind Wonder Woman was the only thing that could take her out? Weird.) Anyway, crafting makes me run.
And I will admit, a large part of my disdain is I am too impatient; there is less mess and time if I can just purchase said item and be done with it. And besides, I figure I enjoy supporting others in their joy of craftiness as long as I don't have to participate...so, to my dear crafty friends, Craft on!!!
Are you crafty? What do you like to craft? (That's a verb, right? :)
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