Comfy Blanket I

Last week, while I was getting BG ready for Sea World, I got a phone call from my brother.  The thing about my brother is that he never calls to see what's up.  It's always something important.  And yay!  My sister-in-law's water broke.  The baby was born happy and healthy, almost three weeks early at almost 7 lbs., so he was ready to come out.

This story starts so much sooner than a phone call last week.  It starts with a phone call I got from my SIL while LG was still cooking.  It's when she was telling me that she also had a bun.  I immediately objected.  SIL is such a copycat because the last time I was pregnant with BG, she was too.  Her boys follow my girls by 9 and 6 months.  I still love my SIL.  More than other people.  So when she asked if I would make her bun a blanket to come home from the hospital in, I said yes.

This is a big deal.  I don't knit for other people.  In the two months that it took me to make a blanket, I thought of all the other things I could have made.  All the stash I could of stashed-down.   But I love my brother and his family.  They have always been so kind to us, even when I act like a butthead - in a loving, big sister way. 

The big deal about this blanket was that she wanted to bring the baby home from the hospital in it, so it couldn't be late.  And I did it.  I finished the blanket in time for her baby shower.  The baby shower that I missed because I had mastitis and the antibiotics made me too dizzy to drive.  I tried, almost got the car packed before I realized that I just couldn't do it.  So, I told her that I would pop it in the mail right after the weekend and the holiday Monday. 

Did I mention I got this phone call at 7am Tuesday morning? The Post Office hadn't even been open yet.  I hastily took pictures of the blanket in the early morning sun, took BG to Sea World and then punched Post Office into the GPS.

I found the coolest Post Office.  It was right by the Naval base and the size of a warehouse.  It must be where all the Naval guys send their mail while deployed.  It was really old, too.  The boxes were gold colored with little stars around the keyholes.  I thought about running back to my car and grabbing my camera.  Then I thought that I shouldn't run the risk of getting detained under the Patriot Act because I had a 6yo to pick up after lunch.  But it was a really cool Post Office.

Only bummer is that they don't guarantee overnight delivering the pea-bodied, mountain town that my SIL lives in.  She got it the day after they all came home. 

For being a big o'blanket, I really enjoyed knitting this.  The idea of the blanket came from one that Senora Fuerte made.  I'm such a copycat.   It's the Yarn Harlot's scarf stitch for the border and straight stockinette stitch for the body.  All the little fuzzies that I picked up while knitting show on the chocolate colored yarn, but being so soft makes up for it.

Ravelympics
I seriously suck at this.  I haven't knit a stitch on my Wallis Sweater since before the last time I said I sucked.  Then this morning I got inspired.  I dug through my stash for my cotton yarns and cast on.  It's a small project that I may be able to finish in the next couple of days.  Maybe it will count as my Ravelympics project.