I hate keeping secrets. Especially when it’s a secret that I’ve forced myself to keep in order to surprise someone. But man do I love surprises. I’m a surprise ninja. Or in this case, a surprise kninja. *hiya*
I started on a super secret knitting project in August. Or was it September? Doesn’t matter. My plan was to make my pal Melanie a scarf since she moved to Michigan where it’s cold eight out of twelve months of the year. I also planned for it to be my “I don’t want no stinkin’ help” project and to complete it all on my own. (It’s really the only way I’d learn, y’all.) I had one hang up that required professional assistance. (Thank you, Bev.) But other than that, this gal did the whole shebang by herself. And I was stoked about the results.
After completing the scarf, a bright idea struck: a really super secret knitted piece that would be so awesome that people would cry rainbows in its presence. And so I started on it and had it done in a week or two. I washed them up and put them in a sweet little package and left them with USPS on Saturday.
Gift received yesterday. I actually got a call from Melanie earlier in the evening. We chatted about my lame Michigan facts, her upcoming visit in November, briefly about work. The package hadn’t been received yet. But then my phone rang fifteen minutes into Glee – it was Mel again. Was it good news?
She loved her scarf. Absolutely loved it. Which makes me really happy because it took me weeks to make it. But the really super secret knitted piece that would be so awesome that people would cry rainbows in its presence? Made her tear up. I’m guessing they were rainbows. Why?
Because I made a baby one to match. Because my Melanie is expecting. Expecting a little girl. And the saying goes “like mother, like daughter.” So I had to make a baby one, right?
I’m totally going to call myself Aunt Brooke around this munchkin. I can’t wait to meet her. And teach her how to pick her nose.
*Scarf Pattern: Windy City Scarf from Stitch’n Bitch.