March 16, 2007
The Blanket of Awesomeness Dubutante Ball
On Wednesday I left work early so I could drive down to the REAL O.C. and hang with Grandma and her retirement community's "Stitch 'n Giggle" group.
When I first started knitting, Grandma told me about the monthly Stitch 'n Giggle, which I could only assume was the less complainy version of Stitch 'n Bitch.
"So you attend these meetings?" I asked her.
"All the time!" she said.
"But Grandma, uh, you don't crochet or knit. You don't...um... stitch. Do you?"
"Oh, no," she said firmly. "I bring the Giggle."
And of course with her new Internet Blanket, she has been dying to tell everyone at Stitch 'n Giggle about it (anytime someone walks by she calls their name and then they come over and she shows it to them, it's the sweetest thing) and so I went down to hang out and stitch and giggle. And, truth be told, I wanted that good feeling to last, that feeling of seeing Grandma at the center of attention, seeing something so good and happy for folks to oooh and aahhh over. Seeing her light up.
Grandma watching intently as the gals peruse the scrapbook. Notice Fine Photographer here took only the Grandma angle.
And my mom came, too, and I attempted to take self portraits of the two of us but each of them looked like this:
Fine Photographer strikes again.
And, in keeping with the trend of "chicken with head cut off" I totally forgot to pack my knitting bag that morning when I left my house and also, what the HECK was going on with my hair (which you cannot see in the pic but imagine if you will a weird fly-away trying to escape) but it was fun and I did not stitch -- or bitch -- once but I giggled a whole lot.
And everyone LOVED the blanket! The ladies of Stitch 'n Giggle oohed and aahed over every quare and loved the postcards from all of ya'll. It was such a big hit, and it did get everyone to talking about the kindness we receive in life from strangers, a goodness we almost never expect.
This is Anne.
In fact, Anne told me about her daughter-in-law Vicki, who is struggling right now with cancer, and how Vicki received a package one day from a group called Heartmade Blessings. "My daughter in law was so surprised and awed that a group of total strangers would care enough to make her something so thoughtful and beautiful," said Anne.
She even brought me a copy of the letter that Heartmade Blessings attached to the afghan for her daughter-in-law:
Dear Vicki, A comfort afghan was requested on your behalf by Sheila (lastname omitted).
There are times in our lives when you need a friend, some love, some hope, some comfort, some reassuring support. We know you are going through one of those times right now.
This Comfort Afghan is our way of giving you a special hug from all of us at Heartmade Blessings. It is our hope that you will find comfort in knowing that you have folks who are thinking of you, praying for you, and reaching out to you.
When you wrap yourself in this Comfort Afghan, we hope you will feel the love that was put into each stitch like a hug from a dear friend. May this afghan give you warmth, catch your tears, remind you that others care, and may it give comfort when needed.
And ya'll know I was all "Excuse me please for a moment while I go over here very close to the cookies and try not to blubber."
But then there was no time at all for blubbering, because Shirley piped up and I tell you what. I may need to attend these Stitch 'n Giggle events on a regular basis.
The ladies were talking about the upcoming St. Patrick's Day dinner at the community. And how Shirley had been receiving many calls about the dinner selection, called "Chicken Romantico."
"They keep calling and asking what the heck is chicken romantico," she told me. "So I just started telling 'em it was chicken with Viagra sauce."
And even before I could stop from falling out of my chair already, she continued with her story.
"So my husband and I are sitting there one day and the television has those ads, you know, the ones that say 'If you experience this condition for four hours...' and my husband turns to me and says, honey, if I ever have that condition for four hours would you call the doctor?"
"I told him hell yes, I'd call the doctor! I'D CALL EVERYONE I KNOW!"
Hello, ladies of Stitch 'n Giggle. I'LL BE BACK!
Posted by laurie at March 16, 2007 11:30 AM