Knitting snub

So I made this. I packed it up all nice and pretty.

It was for the Fella's friends' little creature. I even wrote a card. And yet, I received nary a thank you or even a "this will make a great rag for toilet cleaning." I'll just pretend having a newborn is difficult.

Got Involved

I am totally smitten with the idea of sending blankies to babies in the NICU. The babies in the neonatal intensive care unit are given small blankets to lay on in the incubator, and the family takes it with them when the baby goes home. My first one is done, and the pattern is so simple (see Sept. 21 post) that it makes for perfect tv or movie knitting. I tried to hide it, but the bottom edge was knit on different needles and looks a bit wonky. Still... made with love.

I must admit that I was inspired by the blanket project as a former blanket-carrying child. Now, as a knitter myself, I can appreciate the time and love that go into a blanket like the one below- my childhood blanket made by dear grandma.


This is the original. The beloved. It's nearly 20 years old, and has never needed mending (makes you think twice about acrylic yarns, no?) Grandmas definitely make the best blankets. Consider me a shameless grandma in training.

Did anyone order a chartreuse blankie?

Just back from a (probably undeserved) vacation with the man I knit for, and I'm feeling very relaxed. I had a chance to work on Clapotis and, mmm, just lovely.



More importantly, Jessica sent me some pictures of other projects I've done for her. I was most excited to add these of her Christmas present from last year. It was a total surprise when she got it, and I'm assured she loves it.



Especially the color.

Pretty good day

Usually a Saturday at lab is enough to ruin a day, but not today. I can see the finish line and just have to fix this silly plasmid. And furthermore, since I was the only one here I could knit during my incubation and listen to (and sing) old-school folk rock. Jessica sent me pictures of the blanket and they look really nice.

And Ira sent me this:

Funny, but I'd never wear it. I'm too cool for that.