On a side note, I also know something around 30 ways to kill a man with a knitting needle, but I prefer this part of using them. The number goes up exponentially for a pair.
Hats, scarves, mittens, and I could probably manage a sweater if it didn't need to be too fancy. Might sound funny, but my father taught me to knit. He learned while he was in hospital during the Great War, and kept up the habit to make something nice for me or my sister or my mom around Christmastime.