Thank the lord it’s FRIDAY!
OH. Wait. I’m a mom. And have sick kids. Sooooo….
Yea. Not too much to celebrate here. But, I am so grateful we only have Bronchitis+ear infection+sinus infections here. It could be worse…My Mom has Strep throat, and my grandfather has the flu. Granny had bronchitis all last week-this family has been hit hard!
Remember that last post where I was so ambitious and was going to do allllll the fun things over Winter Break? You guessed it-those plans fell out the window. Hit hard. And rolled into the high grass next to the road to never be seen again. Let me just say, I have HIGH HOPES for next week..Guess what were doing?
Were heading to Cleveland for a Cavs game!
My heart just skipped a little thinking about it….We went last year and it was genuinely one of the most fun nights of my life. It was also the coldest night I ever remember! The wind was so cold it BURNED. It felt like my skin was being cut through my jeans–my poor thighs were ICE. I felt like those people trying to hike Everest. You are frozen but it doesn’t matter. You are on a mission and you DEAL.
We were some of the only few crazies who were walking around #TheLand before the game to soak in all the Cleveland vibes….and man did we get them. It was Christmas Day so everything was closed of course, except for a couple restaurants but we soaked in every breath of that cold air. Adored every piece of architecture. And cried tears that almost froze from giddy laughter! I am ready for another night like that. Honestly, I think I deserve it.
We have had sickness floating through this house for weeks…Technically months. Ford has been sent home a ridiculous amount of times for a fever. How does that happen? Who just gets a fever every week? I tried to talk the school into keeping him y’all. ( Don’t judge me. I need him to save all the excused absences I can.)
He gets 10 excused absences FOR THE YEAR. We literally have already used 8. That makes me so sick! I hated to miss school as a kid…and vowed my kid wouldn’t miss school unless we were doing something really awesome: like going to a Cavs game. Hehehe.
At any rate, the reason behind the post: THIS COLD WEATHER. I can’t remember a time where Knoxville has been so cold for so long! And you will laugh, because we have only been in the teens and twenties, but it feels so cold! Where all of my family is in Ohio, the windchill has put it at -14 DEGREES. Holy cannoli that is rough. Either way, us Knoxvillian’s must all be sissy’s because we can’t handle it. All I have wanted to do is wear the warmest clothes I have and snuggle on the couch with coffee and my favorite blanket.
Anybody with me? I know of so many Mom’s who are soaking up the time at home (because leaving the house is TOO MUCH WORK) and to leave might just threaten your cheeks with frostbite. I feel so badly for all of our friends who have to work outside in this mess. And think of all the ones who are stuck in FEET of snow. ( Ok I am actually kind of jealous of those people-I have never seen snow of the sort!) Either way guys, please stay safe this winter. It’s a mess!
Next order of business: I want to show some of my favorite people my FAVORITE snuggle blanket of all time. You can’t buy it at a store. You can’t order it online. It’s one of a kind. And I MADE IT. Me!
I am so proud of this thing. It was my first big quilt..and dolls, it is BIG. I made it big enough to fit on our bed buuuuttt…..it’s crooked. Like-really crooked. ( I had no idea what I was doing BTW.) And i was devastated at first. On top of it looking all jankety, I saw every. Single. Flaw.
But now, I have come to love this thing so much. When family and friends come, it’s the first blanket they reach for. People visit for the first time and ask where I bought it. (Now that one makes me feel great.) I love to be able to tell them I made it years ago when I first got a sewing machine of my own (and it has turned into a staple in our house.)
It took months to finish and I had no idea what I was doing–and I had to piece it together, triangle by triangle .Then attach batting to the middle. I also had to piece together a quilt of some ugly sort to the back because it was so huge there isn’t fabric at Joann’s big enough to cover it. Again-HUGE.
Either way, I don’t have too many THINGS that mean too much to me. I am actually a compulsive trasher/donator. I went through my drawers today and got rid of all the socks/undies I don’t wear. Baby SISSSSTER!!!!!! Get ready for a huge bag of knee socks! (The undies got thrown away. No worries yall.)
But this blanket y’all , it’s now a piece of me. Maybe even tradition if you will. It may be our newest ‘horse blanket.” I don’t expect you to know that that is, but I will happily explain:) My Mom’s grandmother made a blanket and we inherited it. It was covered in horses of different colors and tattered to pieces. As kids, we all used it and never thought a thing of it-til it was gone. I would kill to have that blanket back now. The sentimental value is irreplaceable even years after it has been gone.
I am hoping one of these days, this blanket of mine will be my kid’s “horse blanket.” The blanket that is used nonstop. The one people ask about when they come to visit for the first time. The one that means the most to them as time goes on.
Don’t ask my why I have become so attached to this large piece of fabric. It’s just smaller pieces of fabric sewn together. Nothing fancy. Even still, I am not realizing how important blankets are in this house. I made Ford a blanket when he was 6 months old. He immediately loved it and I was thrilled! He quickly became attached, and got to the point that he wanted a specific corner near his face to fall asleep-weird, I know. We couldn’t even tell the difference between the corners, but he could! So as we put him in bed, we would rub each corner on his cheek until he gave us the OK that this was THE corner. When he got to the point where he could talk, he would tell us he wanted his “corner”. Not even his blanket. He had to have the “corner.” Crazy I know-but totally true.
Looking at that blanket now, you know exactly which corner it is. Because it been sewn back together countless times. Because it’s tattered. It’s falling apart. But he still sleeps with it every night: religiously.
We have only had one instance where we left it at a restaurant in Florida. We noticed it about 20 minutes out and immediately ran back for it. Whew! That was a close one. I can’t imagine how that trip would have gone if we lost that blanket. Not good ya’ll. Not good.
Dale’s Momma knit him a blanket with a huge OSU “O” in the middle and he loves it. It the sweetest! It just goes to show how much we love our blankets around here! We each have one here that we love, and I hope it always stays that way forever-that there is something we each cherish.
Ok yall-the blanket rant over. Promise.
Is there any particular THING you have that you cherish like we do? Any items that have been handed down for generations that you love? Or maybe something you have that you want handed down? Let me know! I love knowing your stories!
All the love dolls 💋