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In an effort to launch something in a very short timeframe, after three months of coding in off hours for stints of a few minutes at a time, I used a framework to get *something* out. This is not code I would use for a client. Ever.
In fact, if you could see my face right now, you'd realize this is a little more than painful.
But, as sometimes has to happen with personal projects, the non-paying personal site takes a backseat to quality and gets dressed in handmedown code. Thanks to VMcore for the free ride here.
OK, that is just too cool. Blankies for the generations. I would have done the same but the polyester of the 70s that I was wrapped in all burst into flames sometime in the early 80s due to thigh friction.
My flashback includes a bit a childhood so should I prepare myself for a lick?
So I think that I was just cheated by not having a blankie. I am so glad that the one that Toddler LOVES is the crappy one I crocheted him while pregnant. (I so suck at crocheting its not even funny.)
But I do have some childhood flashbacks to take with me in case of fire…so can you lick me now? (I taste like coffee and peanut butter cookies!!)
Way cool. And omg, I have that second blanket!
Wow that is an impressive blankie. It was most definitely well loved.
That thing is awesome, pure and simple.
I didn’t really have a blankie. I was forced to write about my batgirl underwear.
YES! Another blankie lover! (I bet YOU wouldn’t have traded yours for a Dilly Bar.)
I really must get in on this Flashback Friday.
I think your ‘ku are totally appropriate. It’s always okay to ignore the kids to blog, isn’t it?
The second blanket is really cute! I’m glad that one wasn’t ripped to shreds!
My daughter has a couple blankets she hugs around (and as quickly as they get filthy: well, I wonder how long it will take before they look like that!). She has also recently attached herself to a pillow that my sister made me when Jack and I were first married out of a cutter quilt she had found. Whatever.
I didn’t write about an object on my site: instead I reflected (somewhat) on our move here to Kaua’i which was exactly three years ago today. I did link to you here though.
I had a blankie too that eventually turned to shreds! My mom eventually had to conviscate it! It was fluffy and yellow in the beginning.
Blankets seem to make their own stories. My MIL made a small quilt for each of my “babies” when they were born. They loved, and still love, those blankies.
awww! I love your blankets and the baby pic of you rolling around on one is sweet as sweet can be. Towards the end of my blankies life, my mom had to put the remains in an old sock of my dad’s. yes. an old black sock. and i carried that damn thing around with pride until kindergarten or so, swinging it at my brother with impunity.
A flashback and a haiku? How cool is that. Love the blankie pictures.
That is fun that you took a pic of your son on your blanket! Neato!
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