Tag Archives: Chibi

Another Welcome to Earth Blanket? Why, Yes!

20 Feb

Remember how Chibi’s baby is due fifteen minutes after mine?  Well, Nephew4 needs a Welcome to Earth Blanket just as badly as his cousins (and friends) do, but little old me has been getting rather bored with traditional baby colored things.

Light pink?  SNORE.

Pale, pale blue?  ICK.

Creamy, barely there yellow?  MEH.

Solution?  A big, bold Welcome to Earth Blanket in three awesome primary colors:

I used the same color orange as I did to make Hobbes, which I hear will be helping decorate the nursery over in Chibiland, so I’m *hoping* this awesome blankie will match Nephew4’s decor.

non-traditional tradition?

You may also notice that I went for the uber-traditional granny square (or in this case, granny rectangle) pattern to offset my non-trad color choices (plus, there’s only so much crazy stitching a gal can do).  Think it’ll work?  Think Chibi’s baby will want to snuggle in this blankie?

Since Chibi & I’s joint baby shower is eco-friendly (ie: no tree-killing wrapping paper), some yarny ribbon is the best it’s going to get.

heyyy... where did those Adoraboots come from? Ssshhh! Don't tell Chibi - she doesn't know she's getting them!

And, since said baby shower isn’t until the end of the month (the *very* last weekend I’m allowed to travel – no sense staying home until I have to), Chibi’s going to have to wait until then to see her gift in person.

Welcome to Earth, Nephew4!

An Unexpected Event

4 Apr

Friends,

An unexpected death in the family had me road-tripping to Pittsburgh late last week (which is why you had no FPF…my apologies), and I only arrived back in DC a few minutes ago.  Since I forgot my camera (as usual), you’ll have to take my word that the following things actually happened:

1. I met  my new nephew, who, in case you were wondering, is UTTERLY awesome.

2. I said good-bye to an old friend by doing a shot of tequila with my moM, daD, brotheR, sister-in-laW, and Chibi. (Yeah, that’s right. My family ROCKS the grieving process).

3. I discovered something that should NEVER be repurposed — an empty weed killer bucket — and taught my 2.5 year old nephew a new phrase.  (“DO NOT REUSE THIS CONTAINER,” which, if you’re two and a half, sounds a lot like, “DOOO ROOoOSE TAINER.”)

4. I hugged some people I haven’t hugged in a long time, told them I missed them, and admired their brandy new almost finished house (and watched their little son lock himself in his closet about sixty thousand times).

5. I shot some coke cans all up, in the name of target practice, with my daD.

 

Sorry, Coke.

6. I renewed my love/hate relationship with the PA Turnpike.

 

I hate you, construction.

 

Here’s to Harvey, who once spent an hour trying to convince me I ought to be a professional beer taster – may the next phase of his journey be everything he hoped for and more.