So after two painstaking hours, my crocheted potholder has grown to this:
It's not love at first project, but I'm finally getting a little bit of rhythm to my crocheting. That's definitely one of the things I love about knitting is the relaxing repetitive rhythm of the stitches. I think it will be good to know how to crochet, but I don't yet see it becoming the new love of my craft life. This potholder will definitely NOT be perfect, but hopefully it will keep my hands safe. In time, maybe I can make my great grandmother Ruthie proud. She made some mean potholders that we all still love and use to this day.