I started making a blanket for my bedroom a while back out of some soft pale colors . About 20 squares into it, I laid it out and... nothing. It looked boring to me. The colors looked nice as a few sample blocks, but all together as a blanket, just wasn't cutting it. I decided to stash the yarn (so that's how a stash is born!) and move on. Now it's a scarf and I'm still not sure about the colors. This jacket was about the only thing I could find in my closet to go with it.
The linen color looks like a dirty off white. Blah. Oh well, now I have time to move on to something else I'm not very excited about.......
With all the blanket making going on around here , my son asked me if I could "knit" him one. While I explained to him that his mother is very talented in areas such as making his meals, washing his clothes, and a bit of sewing and crocheting thrown in, she has not yet mastered the art of knitting. "Whatever" says he, doing the eye roll thing, and points to my giant granny just finished a few weeks earlier, "how about something like that?" I have a hard time saying no to this boy of mine, so despite the fact that I'm up to my eyeballs in WIPs, I agreed. Uggggh.
He had attended a baseball clinic this summer at Sonoma State University and brought home a tee shirt. The school colors were his color choices. Yay. Too bad you can't get yarn to match everything. This is as good as it's going to get, so another giant granny is in the works. And he has turned into the yarn police. Everyday after school I hear "How's my blanket? Did you work on it today? Is it done yet?" Hah! Whatever.