So, my first post really underscores the entire premise of this blog.  A couple of years ago, my sister-in-law announced she was pregnant with child number two. Great! I’m on it! I’ll start the obligatory-new-baby-afghan NOW and it’ll be ready by the time the baby comes (unlike last time when baby number one received his blanket over a year after he came). OMG I’m so friggin’s smart!

“Baby Number Two,” Ava, just turned two.  My chaos settled to a manageable level (sometimes it flares up, I know you understand this), and I went looking for Ava’s afghan to finish.  It’s a pretty pattern, filet crochet hearts in pink and mauve, with black sashing.  I wanted something that would work for her for a long time.  So I mosey-ed into my sewing room cum piano room, cum son’s homework room, cum dog kennel room, cum junk depository, and went to the general location where I believed it to be. Nothing.  Well, not nothing. Tons of OTHER crap, but not the afghan. If memory served, it was nearly done. All that was waiting was putting edging around the main blocks, washing and blocking, and shipping it over to Australia (where my niece lives, not randomly sending stuff across the globe for kicks).  Frustrated, I tore through everything in the room looking for the afghan.  No luck.

Aha! Suddenly I remembered doing a purge and taking a bunch of Rubbermaid bins full of yarn, fabric, etc. out to the shed.  And by taking, I mean, “Had hubby take,” just so we’re clear.

Tore the shed apart (found a lot of cool stuff!) but no afghan.  Aha, again! It must be in the attic, where the rest of the Rubbermaid bins of yarn are!  Tore the attic apart. No afghan.

I searched my guest room, my office/sewing room/etc once again, then twice, then re-searched the shed and attic.  I called on St. Anthony to intercede on my behalf, then I finally resigned myself to REMAKING THE AFGHAN.  Gulp.  This was after about a month of searching in my spare time (which is minimal, of course).  With the pattern book in hand, I opted for a totally different design.  Hubs asked why not remake it exactly.  Good point…here’s why: If I find the afghan, I can either give it to Ava later as a gift, and not have it be a duplicate, or I can use it for another baby. Ava’s a toddler now, so I was doing something less baby-ish.

The colors I picked were identical to the original, though, and I needed more yarn. So during an excursion to the eye dr, I swung by Walmart (next door), and checked out their yarn selection.  Instead, I kept coming back to their sewing machine collection.  I liked the Brother SE400, and kept eyeing it for another project that I started 6 months ago, but was procrastinating on.  I spent so much time there, I never made it to the yarn, had to rush to my appointment, and so began my new afghan with the three skeins I did have.

As Murphy take-ith away, so does he give-ith.  Of course, I knew once I gave up looking I’d find it. I just figured it would be around the time I finished my second afghan.  As luck would have it, I found it (by accident) in the coat closet, (cause of course that’s where I would have put it, duh!), before I had even finished the first granny square! Yay!

Now, my memory is a little off, ‘cause yes the blocks were done, and it was mostly assembled, but there was still a great deal of work to be done.

First of all, I did three strips of four blocks.  One of the strips was only partially crocheted to the body of the afghan. I had stopped about ¼ of the way down the seam. Second, because this is pink and black and mauve, when you edge the lighter color with black, the vertical edges of the blocks look AWFUL. I mean, downright nasty.  Even with a fairly straight vertical edge to begin with!  So, I had first edged the block in the original color, giving black a really nice straight base.

Here you can see the nice even edge, and the more “wavy” original vertical edges of the original block.

All these years of crocheting (like 30 maybe?), and I just hit this issue?  I just realized how to make the vertical edges look decent?  Can you say “Slack”? I knew you could!

Ok, so what were we talking about? Oh yes, the afghan that was lost then found.  Ava will be married by the time I finish this darn thing. But when I do finish it, this afghan will be beautiful, and I’ll hate saying goodbye!


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