Next time you get bronchitis, you should go and spend a week with your mom, who will pour you ginger ale (and calvados) and get you some cough syrup and offer you a dry tissue and never, ever look at you like you’re about to give her typhoid, not even when it sounds like your entire lungs are dissolving. Moms are the very best, and I love mine a lot.
I was away over Valentine’s Day, which meant that when I got off the plane yesterday, there was my man, standing there holding flowers and a heart-shaped box of candy, and I can’t even tell you how happy I was to see him. Everyone else getting off the plane was so jealous. They all wanted to go home with him, too, I could tell. The weather was gusty, and the airplane was jumping all over the place, so I was a little sideways, but I managed to knit him this hat anyway, and all those cables kept me entertained for hours.
That’s the Koolhaas Hat by Jared Flood, knit in Paton’s Classic, in a color called Tree Bark. Look at it snow, wow. I made this one just in time, I guess.