Easy Crocheted Sweater

  This is a very simple crochet pattern I designed for a hoody.  I am not a  skilled artisan. I made this one in double crochet, but any stitch will do.  It consists of  a series of rectangles.  Simply decide what measurements you need. It is easy to find size measurements online.  I’ve done several in child to adult sizes.  The back is largest.  The two front sections are slightly more than half the back size.  Once you have back, front sections and sleeve rectangles made to measure. Slip stitch or crochet front sections to back.  I leave a generous neck opening.  Lay it out flat and stitch sleeves to sweaters, taking care that sleeve centers match shoulder seams.    Finally stitch up side sleeves and down length of sleeve.  To make good, crochet along neckline, repeating till desired hood depth is attained.  If you just want a collar, make it desired size.   Pull hood edges togetherinches, child hoods about six.  Once complete, I crocheted  several rounds completely around sweater and hood.  Finally, attach buttons or zipper for closure.  If desired, run a crocheted drawstring around outer edge of hung.   I love making this simple hoody.  It works up very quickly, especially in a bulky yarn.

Chase Your Dream – But What If You Don’t Want To?

A Momma's View

There was this discussion in a truly inspiring group recently. The idea of the group is to strive for more. To make yourself the best possible version of you you can possibly be and to dream big and go after your dreams. Simply. Easy.

Or is it?

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National Coming Out Day – 2018: The Stardust

Art by Rob Goldstein

Gay men are telling their stories for National Coming Out Day.

This is mine

Some context

I was born in South Carolina.

My family lived in a housing project in downtown Charleston.

My Mother was a night shift waitress at a local greasy
spoon: The Coffee Cup.

Unknown to me, she was a ‘Mother’ figure to some of the
younger gay boys who hung out at the gay bar.

In 1967, when I came out at the age of 16, my Mother took me
dancing at the Stardust Lounge, Charleston’s only gay bar.

In writing The Stardust, I’ve used the accent I had at the time.

Geechee, an African-American dialect spoken on John’s Island,
South Carolina influenced my accent.

I wrote ‘The Stardust’ in 1984 as theatrical piece and used poetic
form to shape the lines.

My goal was for the piece to work as performance…

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Smorgasbord Blog Magazine – Guest Writer – Linda Bethea – It was a wonder to see my two Grandmas in combat.


Smorgasbord Blog Magazine

I am delighted that Linda Bethea is going to be joining us on a more regular basis, sharing posts of family, humour and words of wisdom….

It was a wonder to see my two grandmas in combat.

Mettie Knight Swain – Mamaw

It was a wonder to see my two grandmas in combat. Daddy always dreaded seeing Grandma Holdaway, my maternal grandmother, from the start. In his defense, she was inquisitive, intent on getting all the latest on his folks as soon as the pleasantries were done. By way of explanation, I have to admit, Daddy’s family gave her plenty to be nosy about. “How is your mama? Is she still living with Ola Bea?”

Mamaw moved house more than anyone else I’ve ever seen, rarely living in a place long enough to even have to dust the furniture. It was not uncommon for her sons to move her…

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The personal is political, again

Art by Rob Goldstein

Warning:  May be triggering

I Believe Christine Blasey Ford

Here’s why:

‘Gay looking’ boys are frequent targets for rape in misogynist cultures.

The victims are usually blamed for it; as if gay people invite violence
by living.

I was 12, an outcast, a sissy.

I wanted to be liked; so when two guys in their late teens asked me if I wanted to party, I said yes.

They got me drunk.

They got me high; and I lay there and stared at a cheap painting of the Last Supper as they stripped me and took turns.

I felt betrayed and ashamed.

I bled for a week and told no one because I thought I wanted it.

It took decades for me to realize I was only 12, that it was rape.

Listening to Christina Blasey Ford brought back memories.

The Kavanaugh Hearing feels like rape.

We don’t have to live like…

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Smorgasbord Posts From Your Archives – Mixed Nuts Part 3 by Linda Bethea

Smorgasbord Blog Magazine

Linda Bethea’s family stories always has me in fits of laughter or shedding a tear. I hope you will also head over and buy the books that Linda has published. Here is the link to part one of her mini-series: Mixed Nuts part 2


Mixed Nuts Part 3 by Linda Bethea

When you are dealing with family, it clarifies things to have a scale. You don’t have to waste time analyzing people when you have a ready reference. This one works pretty well for us.

1.Has a monogrammed straight jacket and standing reservation on mental ward.

2.Family is likely to move away without leaving forwarding address. Has jail time in the past or the future

3.People say, “Oh, crap. Here comes Johnny.”

4.Can go either way. Gets by on a good day. Never has been arrested. Can be lots of fun or a real mess. Relatives usually will invite in…

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