The title of this post is a quote from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. It came up in a search for 'rainbow' and it totally cracked me up.
The rainbow blanket is done and quickly getting buried under other projects on my ironing board, as many of you noticed from the last post. :)
Since I switched colors every row, I had quite a few ends hanging off both edges. I've written many times about my phobia of weaving in ends, and luckily, I found a way to just bulldoze the ends under with my edging.
On the right and left, where the ends are, I did a row of single crochet, but instead of *pull up a loop, yarn over, pull through both loops* I made my single crochet this way, *pull up a loop, yarn over, pull up another loop, yarn over, pull through four loops.* This doubled the wrap-age over the loose ends. I trimmed them a little as I went so I wouldn't end up with a big, fat, corded edge.
Working on the blanket, I had a mixture of feelings coming at me. Some were happy kid feelings ... like the hopefulness of rainbows. Some of them were unhappy kid feelings ... like learning that the world isn't always a hopeful place. Sometimes I get a little catatonic staring at all the colors, like it's just too much happy for one person to bear.
Since it seems that we all love this blanket unanimously, I have high hopes that it will end up being squeezed to death by it's new little owner. Of course, the fact that a bunch of 30-something-or-others like it might mean just the opposite. I'm banking on the fact that kids never change from generation to generation (unlike teens). What little girl doesn't go bonkers for candy, toys, cartoons ... and rainbows?
When I was doing my 'rainbow' search I also found
these awesome necklaces. When I used to see this kind of thing at Worlds of Fun (Kansas City's version of Six Flags) they NEVER had "Alice." She has "Alice" and I'm tempted to buy one. I could always put it on my key chain, right?