Celery Beret
/So a few weeks ago I started the Polly Beret. It was a fun little project from the very start. Little did I know it would turn into such family entertainment.
We were headed into town yesterday to score some equipment at the local ski swap and I thought I should sort of look the part. You know, Nordic or something. I had yet to debut the beret in public- nor had my family gazed upon its finished loveliness- so I thought, why not?
Out I came from my bathroom (where I fidgeted for at least 15 minutes with the hat...how do you wear your hair under one of these things?) and my husband, who was sitting with his laptop, did a double take and smirked. Anticipating some snide comment I said, "You think it is silly don't you? Would you be embarrassed if I wore it out today?" Without laughing (I don't know how he kept a straight face) he said, "No you wouldn't embarrass me at all, go on with your bad self." (direct quote.) I told him that I really liked the color of it- Bernat Soy yarn in Celery. Who doesn't want to wear a celery colored had?
"Huh" I thought, "it must really look okay!" I swelled with pride and accomplishment knowing that I had crocheted something that I could actually wear. In the kitchen now, the next person I encountered was Laurel. At the sight of me her face twisted and she was obviously disturbed. She pointed to my beret and said, "I don't like you with that on." My confidence began to waiver. Before I knew it Hannah piped in with , "Mom, uh, are you really gonna wear that because it looks really dumb." Emma, who is always taking care of my feelings said, "Its okay Mom, I promise not to laugh at you. If you really like it you should wear it. Do I have to go with you?"
Just then, Carl waltzed in casually and started singing, "Cel-er-ey beret, the kind you know that your Grandmother makes." (the Prince song)
That did it. I yanked off the hat and marched back to my room to find some other form of acceptable head attire. I laughed the whole way! It was pretty funny.