Blanket

I sort of got off track on the AnneArchy deal for a day or two because I wanted a new blanket. About four years ago I found a really cool fur blanket at Target for like 20 bucks. It was very soft and was backed with ultra-suede also very soft. However after four years it is seen better days and it just isn't that soft anymore. I have always been a sucker for the feel of a soft fabric. Both my mother and I shop based a lot on how a fabric feels. You can watch us shopping together and see us reach out and feel items we might be interested in. If it doesn't meet with a certain level of 'ooh that's nice' we don't even bother trying it on. In a fabric store...forget about it. We walk along the aisles looking with our eyes and running our hands down the whole row of fabric. A week or so ago, I was in a store called The Rag Shop (which is a lot like the Hobby Lobby of the great white north) looking for fabric for the cases/totes I'm hopefully going to make soon. I was, of course, feeling my way through the store and ran across some sinfully soft fleece. It is single sided fleece with a checkerboard pattern, and it is soft. I didn't get any, since I didn't have any need for it, but I thought to myself 'I wish I had something to make out of that.' A couple of days went by and I finally put it together. I could make a replacement blanket out of the super soft fleece.

I went back to the store and got some of the fleece in purple since it was the most palatable of the choices (neon orange just wasn't going to cut it). Being a single sided fleece I was going to need a second layer to back it, so I swung over to Joann (because I had a coupon) and got some darker purple fleece and since I like heavy blankets some heavy cotton batting. I fused the batting to the dark purple fleece and used white blanket binding to close the whole thing up. It was my first experience with blanket binding and so it isn't terribly beautiful, but it's definitely fine for my purposes. Here is a picture of it:



And just for fun, the other day I turned around in my chair and there at my feet, was the most pitiful sight:



Notice the erm...brains that are being pulled out through the cheek and what was once a cute little squirrelly smile is now just a black thread.