The Sober Hooker

Welcome to The Sober Hooker, blogging and social media for the sober, sober curious, or people who just loves yarn. My name is Brandi and I will be your host.

Let me tell you a little bit about myself and my journey to become The Sober Hooker. Like many moms, I was an active member of mommy wine culture. I indulged, usually too much, in wine, vodka, beer…alcohol. It wasn’t unlike me to have at least one bottle of wine a night. Yes, one bottle a night. All to myself. Near the end of my drinking career, it wasn’t unlike me to have more than one bottle a night, or a magnum bottle. If I didn’t have a second bottle of wine available, I would typically reach for the vodka in the liquor storage I’ not fancy enough to have a dedicated cabinet.

As much as I want to blame mommy wine culture on all my problems, I can’t. My relationship with alcohol, good or bad, started long before I was ever a mom. My relationship started when I was about 12 years old, increased when I was in high school everything you heard about boarding school in the 90s is true, almost killed me when I was 19, hid soothed my trauma while in the military, created countless bad relationships in my 20s, made my postpartum depression manageable or so I thought, along with many other stories I plan on sharing here on The Sober Hooker.

So where does the hooker part come from? No, I was never a sex worker which was not out of my realm of possibilities at several points in my life. Hooker is a fun term some of us in the crochet community like to call ourselves. Dirty humor, if you will. I have been twirling yarn one way or another since I was a kid. One of my grandmothers taught me how to knit I hated it at some point in my prepubescent years. As a teenager in the 90s, I obviously couldn’t be bothered with granny crafts, drinking was more fun anyway. I tried knitting again in my mid-20s still hated it, followed by arm knitting in my early 30s a horrible trend. Honestly, I had no idea what crochet even was until 10 years ago. I don’t even know how I stumbled upon it. Knowing me, I probably Googled “I hate knitting” or “anything but knitting” and crochet showed up in the search results.

I loved crochet from the first stitch, even though I wasn’t that good at it for the first few years. Everything I made was lopsided, counting was hard, and I never seemed to have the time to dedicate to it because drinking was more important. Fast forward to 375 days ago when I decided to try being sober again. Crochet has kept me sober. Crochet saved my life.

This is why I bring you The Sober Hooker. It is here I will share my sober journey, the events that lead up to it, along with different crochet projects I have done and currently have on my hooks. This blog is mainly for me, but if you get something from it, the push to become sober or to start hooking, great!