I am sure you will recall my story about my peculiar “crack” addiction. Shopping at Sephora or The Crack Store as I refer to it. Besides being addicted to beauty creams and magic lotions and colour palates for my face, there is one other thing that I just realized I can’t get enough of. No, no it’s not kitchen appliances (though THAT would be a good guess and also a great story for another day). As I was vacuuming today, I went room by room by room by room (you get the idea) and I noticed one of these in each room. Whenever I saw one, I glowed with joy and happiness to see their cuddliness there…just waiting for me to snuggle in. What was this resplendent item? A baby blanket.
Now, you may be wondering, “What is so special about a baby blanket?” You may also be wondering, “What is a baby blanket?” I shall explain both. I call my “throw” a baby blanket. You see, blankets are larger and are used for covering such things as beds. My “throw” is half the size of a blanket, but it is still soft and cuddly and has all the characteristics of a regular blanket. Why are they called throws? Well, I guess decor persons would “throw” them onto a chair for a pop of colour or to add chic-ness to a room. To me it sounds like someone is throwing away a comfort cloth. So, logically, I have decided to rename it a baby blanket.
There are electric blankets and there are wool blankets and there are cotton blankets. What makes my baby blankets special? They have that soft cashmere feel to them. Your hand smooths over them and you can feel the tiny little fibres brush languidly against your palm and fingers. It’s like the peace you get with yoga, but without the stretch. No downward dogs here.
B-blankets are personal sized. Room for one and no more. Well, maybe one adult and a chihuahua. Then again, two children could snuggle under one. These are helpful at bedtime if one person doesn’t need many layers of warmth and you do. Wiseguy and I have a King size bed (oh glory be!) and he doesn’t like being buried under mountains of blankets and comforters. Solution? My amazing new fake chinchilla wee blankie! It is 100% fake chinchilla and also 100% polyester! It is incredible how soft this man-made plastic throw is! It feels like lamb’s wool on the one side…warm and knotty like a real wool blanket except no itch to it. The other side is even more cool! Literally…more cool. That chinchilla soft fur feel, but it’s cool to the touch. Incredible! How do they make these!
Ok, besides the fact that my winter hands need a good manicure, observe the soft, cushy, cool blue layer. Seriously…does it not look like blue-dyed fur? Yet it is not! Totally fake. You can also see the fake lamb’s wool too! Honestly, it’s incredible! So why I am writing about fake fur blankets…ahem…baby blankets?
As mentioned previously, I never really realized how many of these wonderful little snugglers I possessed. I have this lovely ice blue one which is my latest acquisition. It definitely reminded me of Elsa from “Frozen”. I went through a brown phase. A really large brown phase. I believe I have three different brown bitty blankets. I have an uber soft navy blue one and there is an off-white one somewhere in my humble abode. Why do I keep purchasing these throws? They are portable hugs!
I have been a hugaholic all my life! When I meet people for the first time and, if it feels right, I go right in for the hug! Blankets are usually too large to be able to swirl around you and somehow transform into a comfortable warming position. They usually awkwardly overhang and some part of your body gets left out. With a mini-blanket you can quickly yank it up in the air and it will swiftly land on your person in the most pleasant and accommodating hug-type position.
As you can see, there are many great features to the semi-blanket: perfect size, lightweight, fabulous feel, colour variety, fits one and all. They also make great housewarming gifts. Who would NOT want to get a petite blanket?
The cold weather has set in. It’s nice to know that the days are getting longer. We will be heading into the worst of winter and happily looking forward to the days of spring. I am very pleased to have my plethora of small blankets to warm my winter-worn body. I lazily sit down on the couch and curl my legs up under me. I pull the blankie off the back of the couch and wrap myself in it. Happy. Content. I grin with joy. I know Wiseguy is happy that I have all these woolies in each room. He is ecstatic! (Not really…but he has told me NO MORE!) Sadly, the feeling is short lived. I am watching tv and I see the new spring colours appear that would definitely brighten up one (or many) of my rooms. So many new potential fuzzy hugs to have in each room and I have luxurious space for them! I am sure that Wiseguy would LOVE to have more colourful, soft, cuddly, fuzzy, love blankets. Right? Dearest….sweetheart…love of my life… JUST ONE MORE PLEASE!