During my travels, I found time to knit a fabulous hat for one of my very best friends in the world.
I had almost completed it after the 2 flights it took us to get to Buffalo.
Las Vegas to JFK.
JFK to Buffalo.
Then vacation started and any spare time I had was lost.
So sadly, I didn't finish the hat before I left town, meaning that I was not able to hand deliver this super cute beret before I jetted back to Vegas.
No worries I said.
I'll finish it on the flights back and mail it with a cute card telling this certain someone (yes Les... it's you!) how great she is and how grateful I am to have her in my life.
Based on Buffalo weather patterns, I assumed by the time it got there (mid August), it would be nearly autumn and definitely hat time.
I completed the hat on our 2nd flight back.
The flights home were a disaster from the start. I should not have been surprised that it went from bad to worse.
First day... we were scheduled to leave Wednesday afternoon. This was perfect as it gave me all of Thursday to recover, do laundry, sleep off the jet lag, etc... before returning to work on Friday morning.
Wednesday's flight? Cancelled.
Great.
But Jet Blue was able to book us on nearly the same flight the following day.
Thursday - caught our flight out of Buffalo, made our connection at JFK, good to go I thought.
That was true... until I noticed that the flight attendants were rushing back and forth from the back of the plane. (We were in row 1 so we were only able to hear bits and pieces of what was going on.)
To make a long story short (I know... too late) after nearly 2 hours on the runway, the pilot announced that we'd be returning to the gate to remove the passenger from the back of the plane. Turns out some idiot decided it would be a good idea to get plastered before his flight to Vegas and for him, getting drunk = totally freaking out in the back of the plane. With that, we lost our spot in line for take off equaling an even longer wait to take off.
This would annoy me no matter what... this really annoyed me when traveling with a 7 year old with adhd. I don't have adhd and I found it difficult to sit still all this time.
Okay... back to the point of the post. I finished my friends amazing hat on the plane. Got it stitched up and everything. It fit perfectly (which is a really big deal for me) and I was quite proud of my creation.
Remember how I mentioned we were in row 1? The problem with row 1 is that all of your bags need to go in the overhead. So I finished the hat and set it in the seat next to me until we landed and I could put it in my bag.
That is where things went terribly wrong.
At some point in the commotion of landing, trying to wake Michael up and ensuring he had all of his miniature Nintendo DS games, I lost the hat.
I didn't even realize it until we got to the house at 1am.
So the perfect, super cute gift beret is gone.
:o(
Leave it to me to lose the cutest hat I've ever made.
If anyone's flying Jet Blue anytime soon and you notice a beautiful hand crafted beret between the seats, please return it to me.
(If you find it all to cute to return... please enjoy it's beauty thoroughly!)
I've started on a replacement.
Hopefully she have it delivered by winter now.
1 comment:
Liz................You know it's the thought that counts!!!! And I love you no matter what!!! Now get crackin on my new hat...:) LOL!!! I <3 u!!! Miss you!!! And of course appreciate all your hard work. Leslie :)
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