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Sunday, January 18, 2009

Dear Mom,

Just wanted to write you a quick note to say, HELP! My yellow blankie is falling apart. I mean, it is pretty old but really that's no excuse. It is well loved, especially the edges and it may be in need of repair. I know you can do it. You've fixed it a million times before. Pretty much all of the satin edging has been replaced. Well, except for right here.



and there are a few little holes in the middle and a few bigger holes near the edges.



I considered folding it gently, wrapping it in a pillow case and putting it up but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. That little yellow blankie still sleeps under my pillow at night. I must admit, during college, I started leaving it at home on overnight trips but it was always under my pillow when I got back. I even left it home last October when we went to Washington D.C. for the marathon. I know! Growing up, huh? :) When I was younger I used to tuck it in the bottom of my sleeping bag when I went to slumber parties. I took it to grama's and the lake, and on vacation, and in the car. It went to college, lived in the sorority, moved to Arizona (although it did have to live in the closet there) and then moved to Omaha for physical therapy school.

So you see... it is well loved and in need of repairs.



On second thought, maybe it doesn't look so bad after almost 30 years.

Never mind.

I decided I like it just the way it is.

Love,
Kate

5 comments:

Nebraska Knitter said...

Dear KT, I certainly would be willing to answer the SOS to repair the yellow blankie. I could cut a piece of flannel the same size as the remaining blanket to reinforce the fabric. Then I'd use satin binding (I probably could unearth some in the basement sewing archives) to hold the two layers together. However, the reconstructed blankie wouldn't be the same color as the blanket I chose in the pre-ultrasound days when you were gender-less and known only as BW (Baby W.) Nor would it have the same feel as the blanket which I wrapped around us as I fed you during the wee hours of a chilly Wyoming night. A worn out blankie is not such a bad thing. When the gymnastics judging or life in Arizona got tough, the blankie, worn edges and all, waited for you and I was always glad it was there. Stash it away in a pillow case for now. May it rest in peace away from Brick and Kona. You never know when you might need a worn out yellow blankie. Love, Mom

kt said...

Awwwww. <3

Drew Holmes said...

i looked at that first photo and though it was a butt crack...no really!!!! will be in town July 24,25th lets try to have that beer again this year. I will let you touch my second ironman medal then....

Duane said...

you are too cute!

Steve Stenzel said...

You sound like my wife... can't sleep without her blankie...

Good luck with it!!