I don’t believe in weird psychic occurrences, much. But I have to say, on Saturday night at about 10:30 pm, I walked like a zombie to my Shelf Of Cones Of Yarn, climbed on a chair, fished out a fairly heinous cone of Peaches and Creme yarn, and cast on for a Baby Genius Burp Cloth. I sat there for the next hour, cranking away, thinking about the fact that there’s a new Shayne niece due on June 16th, and I better get busy if I’m going to have anything to bestow.
Turns out, I do believe I cast on that burp cloth at what had to have been the first contraction that my sister-in-law had, because THEIR NEW BABY GIRL WAS BORN AT 9:19 am the next day! Just think: at this moment, there are six pounds and eight ounces more Shayne in the world. Really cute Shayne, too.
The reason I think some psychic force was at work is that under no other circumstance, at no previous moment, ever have I ever had the impulse to make anything out of this rainbow-of-luv Peaches and Creme. It HAD to be synchronicity, because really, this yarn has been sitting up there for more than four years.
Oh, delirious happy joy! There is nothing like a baby day, is there?