Crocheting My Way to California - Part 4

Shark Attack!

By now, It's probably pretty obvious that not much of my life has been planned recently, nor have I given much forethought to my actions.  There are times that you just put one foot in front of the other to keep moving forward.  It doesn't matter what forward is.  You just have to know that you're moving and it's not backwards.  My forward movement included something fairly obvious...shark blankets for my boys.  What else.

When I made the mermaid tail blankets for my niece and sister, I just put two and two together.  I had some beautiful yarn that I wanted to use to make something for my niece.  My sister told me about my niece's dream to be a mermaid.  Next logical step...obviously...a mermaid tail blanket.  And if she needed one, then her mom shouldn't be left out.  One blanket and then another.  One foot in front of the other.

While I was surfing the internet, looking at pictures and patterns of mermaid blankets, I saw some shark blankets.  The boys also saw the pictures.  Mermaid blankets and then shark blankets.  One blanket and then another.  One foot in front of the other. 


The shark blankets turned out really well.  For the first one, I chose a mottled gray: Bernat Blanket, Silver Steel.  I thought it would look more "shark like."  I was informed that I was wrong.  Very, very wrong.  Sharks are solid gray.  Period.  We had a lengthy discussion - me defending my decision against the confidence of an all knowing seven year old, and the four year old that believes everything his "brudder" tells him.  We pulled out the "National Geographic Sharks" book for the ultimate authority.  Salvation!  Did you know that whale sharks have white spots?  Now we both know it.

I was saved by the skin of my teeth with the first blanket, but I learned my lesson.  Let me tell you!  The second shark blanket was solid gray. Bernat Blanket, Dark Gray.

The blood red gums and bright white teeth really make the blankets.  They give a nice contrast to the grey. 

My boys love their father.  They were so worried that he needed a shark blanket just like theirs.  They didn't want him to be left out!  One blanket and then another.  One foot in front of the other. 

The last blanket was a little thrown together.  I had a shawl I had made several years earlier.  It was - mostly - solid gray.  I never liked the shawl, but a liked the yarn.  So, I started with that for the top of the blanket and added on the cocoon part and the fins.  You can see the change in the stitch halfway down.  The yarn is Homespun, Clouds.  Again, I started with an idea and

It probably sounds pretty dramatic - almost like a joke - the way I've written about our move.  I assure you it's not a joke to me.  It feels as if I've lost control.  My life isn't my own.  I'm making decisions about other people, for other people.  I'm just along for the ride.  Doing the best I can along the way to make it from one day to the next.  Crocheting projects have helped me do that.  The patterns are enough to give me something to focus on.  I can keep my hands busy.  I feel as if I've accomplished something at the end.  Not to too taxing.  Not too demanding.  Plus, I made some fun things for my friends and family.