blanket statement

The short of it - my stepmom organized a teleconference with a friend in an effort to learn to make the granny squares for the above blanket for Master Merritt. Also, I haven't crocheted in 6+ years.

Several hundred decades ago my sister, stepmother, and I all took a step aerobics class. My sister was amazing at following the instructor, stepping on and off her step in time to the music, looking like a natural, but she's also a sensitive soul, and so one mis-step led to her fleeing the room and weeping in the hallway over her perceived inability to partake in such an activity.

That was pretty much me today. Except not at all. I sucked at following direction, never once did the right thing, and instead of standing in the hall crying, I went off-course and made a penis hat. As in ... a hat ... for a penis. You know, in case it gets cold.

Because my winter baby may need one of those, too.