did I mention I was knitting a baby blanket?

My dental hygenist has a new gandson and has hied me to knit a baby blanket. How big do you like your baby blankets to be? I have yarn and can easily extend borders.




























Fly has very kindly posed with it to give a sense of scale. It's this big next to a large cat. He weighs 14 pounds and it looks quite generous next to him.

It's Paton's Encore - that nice wool and poly blend. Machine wash, but not so icky-crunchy in the hands that I hated working on it. And soooo easy. Hooray for modular knitting!

Tomorrow we head off to the Washington coast where fireworks are legal and gown men can cause explosions with impunity. I stopped at the dollar store yesterday and got MY fourth of July excitement. I have glowsticks! Actually, I'm hoping to get everyone in our party to affix a glowstick to his or her person so no one will accidentally point a Roman candle in their direction in the dark. It's going to be cloudy, maybe even a bit rainy, and it will be as dark as the inside of a cow! If you don't like heat, the Pacific Nothwest coast is a geat place to live. You may mildew a bit, but that's the price you pay for unremitting overcast and temperatures that rarely go above 70 degrees and seldom fall below 40. Ceaseless, year-round, perpetual, never-ending gray and damp. Rather like winter in Devonshire, but less exciting. Gosh, I can hardly wait to go. (When I want to go somewhere, I pack about a week or even two in advance. I still haven't packed for this trip and we leave tomorow morning. But I'll be with DH and if he has fun, I have fun. He sees to it that I'm never cold.)


This has been a difficult week for crockery in our household. DH and I have cereal in bed with the Sunday papers. I have a bowl that is just perfect for this pupose. Well, rather I should say, I had a bowl. It got stacked amidst the papers and when the papers got flung into the recycling bin, the bowl suffered irreperable harm. The next day, I had stacked the breakfast dishes next to the sink and gone to get my clothes on. There was a crash with that particularly crisp sound that only china makes. I emerged from the bedroom to find two kittens sitting side by side in the living room saying, "It wasn't us, Mom. We weren't even anywhere near it. It was - it was grabbity. Grabbity took over and just - well, we weren't even there, so we don't know what happened. But whatever it was, it wasn't us. We need to wash now." The word actually, is gravity, not grabbity. And it does take over. My favorite morning mug is a collection of sharp pointy smithereens. Sigh. Well, it's not as if I have no other mugs. And the kittens certainly didn't mean for grabbity to take over.


If I can't get internet connections on the beach, then may you all have a lovely fourth! Stay safe!!!