Hello All!
As we approach the cool months of fall and winter, I think it's time to take out my needles and knit a scarf. There is one problem. I am a terrible knitter. I know this may come as a shock to you because if I'm a true old person, I should be a professional speed knitter and just whip out a scarf in a day. This, although it's hard to believe, is not true. Not in the slightest. Don't get me wrong, I love knitting, but the only time I have knitted a scarf I didn't even finish it. It began with this beautiful column of intertwined yarn and turned into an ever-expanding, kindergarten-level blob of string with gaping holes and getting wider with each row. It was awful to say the least. Okay, maybe it wasn't as awful as that. See attached picture and make that judgement for yourself. Oh gosh. I'm so embarrassed just to show you. Don't worry, I'm working on improving my skill.
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So I think I'm going to start over; no apparent reason. If anyone else has knitting fail stories or knitting triumph stories, feel free to share them in the comments. (Although if you share a triumphant knitting story, I may get really jealous and have you knit me something and I'll just say I made it.) Definitely putting that on the knitting wall of shame. I'm sure there will be others to be on there too. I'm going to try to start again and hopefully it will turn out better this time. No guarantees.
If you see me around in the next few months, I'll most likely have my yarn and needles at hand for any free opportunity to knit. My goal is to knit one decent looking scarf by, oh let's say, Christmas? That might be too far of a stretch for me, I'm pretty slow. If anyone wants to teach me how to be a better knitter, that would be greatly appreciated. I'm sure it'll just take lots of time and practice to get better. I love doing it, so I'll just have to be patient with the process.
In other, non-knitting related news, I finally made time to go out to the park on a fall photo excursion. I got a couple good shots, here's one of my favorites. My favorite part about fall is the changing colors of the leaves and being able to step on them and hear them crunch. (I honestly don't think there is anything that is more satisfying.)
I haven't had a lot of times in the past week that I've felt like an old person. Although I say that now as I'm listening to classical piano music. Sometimes I do things and don't even realize that it's just not a normal thing to do. What other eighteen year old listens to classical music for pleasure? I'm sure there are tons, right? That doesn't make me old, does it? I'm sure there is a group of people that listen to classical piano music. I'll just keep telling myself that.
Well I hope you all are having a great week. Make sure to share this blog with your friends if you think they would find it interesting. And make sure to send in your Fantastic Photo Friday pictures to me by Friday morning! If you don't know what I'm talking about, read the post before this one.
Thank you for all your kind words and support already, I can't wait to share more with you!
Madeline
To whomever may have stumbled upon this blog,
For those of you who have known me for a while, you probably know that I'm not a typical 18 year old girl. It's not just because I'm a little weird (which is true--I'm pretty odd), but there is something else about me that's not quite normal. Can you guess? I'm assuming if you read the title you might have an idea, but for those of you slow pokes, I'll just tell you.
I'm basically an old person. Like I am really a ninety-five year old woman trapped here in this eighteen year old body. Things that interest me are knitting, puzzles, and watching The Price is Right on a daily basis (PS- make sure to get your pets spayed or neutered). Not to mention I can recite the Hoveround and Liberty Medical commercials by heart.
"Hoveround takes me where I want to go, where will it send me...?" (If you are singing it along with me in your head, I guess I'm not alone here.)
My interests are not the only thing that make me an old person. (Oh just a little disclaimer, I'm not hating on old people by any means, I absolutely love them! And for those of you reading this that think you're old, just consider "old" as someone much, much older than yourself...there, now everyone is happy.) I also have been told that I dress like an old person (should I say elder? Would that be more politically correct?). Apparently I wear a lot of knit sweaters and scarves, and if and when I wear dresses to any social occasion, they usually don't follow the norm. I mean, I know I'm not the only one that wears knit scarves and cardigans, but I guess to some people it's unusual. I'm also ALWAYS cold. Like a frail old lady. Always shivering. Always having a blanket. Always sitting by the fire with a cup of coffee. If there is no fire around, I always have that cup of coffee. Always. Coffee is wonderful. If you don't think so, you haven't discovered all its glory yet. Just give it some time.
So maybe by this time you're asking yourself, okay this girl is a little strange but not enough to write a blog about it? Well maybe you're right...this blog will probably be pointless and not in the slightest bit interesting. I will try, however, to make it somewhat interesting, just for you. No promises! The real intention of this blog is to basically show you how lame I am. I am really behind on the times. By this I mean that I cannot keep up with pop culture to save my life. It just doesn't come naturally to me. People will say some new term and I will have absolutely no idea what they mean. I'll probably be one of those people that says YOLO five years after it was popular to say. Is it still popular now? I have no idea. See? Case and point. I don't listen to popular music so every time a song comes on the radio, everyone starts singing along.
And I sit there.
I am completely and utterly oblivious to the realm of all things popular, and I wonder in my mind where I started losing touch.
I can't trace it back to a specific moment or point in time. I think I just do what I want, you know? The final point I have to make for myself about being old is that I absolutely LOVE old people. I think they are so cute. Every time I see one (just ask anyone who has ever known me ever) I completely lose it. I have the same reaction to old people as most people have to a cute puppy or baby or any other infant creature. I almost cried one time because I saw an older couple holding hands and I couldn't handle the cuteness. I don't just like seeing old people (I now realize this sounds weird, but I'll go with it). I love talking to them. I love hearing their stories. I love hearing them talk about the long and interesting lives they have lived. If I'm going to be completely honest with you, and I already have been thus far, if I were given the choice to talk to someone that is five times older than me, or someone who is my age, I would choose the ninety year old. They have so much to tell and their stories are just music to my ears. I have so much respect for them, I guess that just makes me want to be one? I always tell people I can't wait to be old. They think I'm weird. That's fine.
So I think I'm going to make this blog about all of the ways I feel like an old person. Maybe I'll post about something I do or say that makes me feel old, or maybe I'll post about a time where someone else thinks that I'm old. Maybe I'll just write about what's going on. I hope that I can talk to some older people and maybe write about one of their stories, too. Because those stories people tell me are something worth sharing. Either way, I am excited to share some of my life with you, and I hope that you find it interesting and worth your time. I hope to write again soon and share with you my life:
Memoirs of an Old Soul
Thanks!
Madeline
About me:
I'm an 18 year old Des Moines, Iowa native. I am a college student studying photography administration. I hope to run my own photography business someday. If you want to see some of my work, head on over to facebook.com/MadelineTrottPhotography. You can also follow me on Twitter: @madeline_trott , or on Instagram: @madelinetrott. If you have any questions about my blog, my photography, or anything else, you can e-mail me at m.trott27@gmail.com. Thanks again for your time!
