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When we got back from our trip last week, I ended up with some bug and was down and out for a few days. I was too sick to knit so I didn’t miss my knitting notions bag until the other night when I needed my snips to cut some yarn.
I didn’t need the bag while we was away but had it in the front pocket of our suitcase. Or at least that’s where I put it before we checked our luggage.
The small zippered bag (former life as a glasses case) held my crochet hooks, yarn snips, all my stitch markers, stitch holders, yarn needles, tape measure, kitchener stitch directions and some other miscellaneous things.
I don’t remember unpacking it but that doesn’t mean that I didn’t unpack it. And if I did, I don’t know where it is or why it’s not with my other knitting things.
Please St. Anthony come around for there is something that can’t be found.
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Baggage handlers
Before I get into this post I wanted to tell you that I have done very little knitting since we got back from Vegas last week. I’ve been sick. Too sick to knit. In fact I’ve been too sick to do much of anything. Sunday’s post was written on early Saturday before the fever. Yesterday’s post took way too long to get together. I realized I should not have posted when I had a fever or I wouldn’t have entitled yesterday’s post “Airplane knitting” which was the very same title four posts ago. Whatever. The fever’s gone but the cough will linger. It’s back to work tomorrow. I think.
Anyway, let’s get back to the baggage handlers. Do you think baggage handlers take good care of your luggage when they put it on and take it off the plane? Well, you might think/wish/hope they do but if you’ve ever flown on a commercial airline then you know they don’t care about your luggage.
They don’t care if it’s new.
They don’t care if it’s cute.
They don’t care if it gets wet.
They don’t care if it lands on grease.
They especially don’t care if it’s clean. Because it won’t be when you get it back.
This suitcase has flown three times. You can barely see the greasy stains or the frayed edges in this photo due to the flash on my camera but trust me they’re all there.
Do you have any idea how many red suitcases there are? A lot.
Do you know how many red suitcases with green frogs there are? Not many. In fact I didn’t see any. Except for ours.
I made this the night before we left on our trip for two reasons. One was to make it easier to find at baggage claim. The other was to sort of protect it from getting any dirtier.
The top strap stayed in place with Velcro so it could easily be removed for access to the handles.
The bottom also had a detachable strap to run it under whatever that thing is. 
There’s also a slit for the side handle that could have had a Velcro strap but I was running out of time.
Was this easy to find in baggage claim? You betcha! Didn’t see another one like it.
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Airplane knitting
I managed to knit at the airport and on the plane on our trip to Vegas though I don’t have too much to show for it.
I started another Garter Stitch bag in Cascade 220 Primavera and Jet. I was in the middle seat on the plane and had a hard time getting comfortable. Turns out that Mr. Aitch is an armrest hog and encroached into my space. I think the man to my left thought I was crazy for taking a picture of my knitting.
I did get a window seat on the return trip and managed to get three and a half squares done before I ran out of the green yarn. I was using a partial ball and didn’t get another one wound into a ball before we left. An airplane just isn’t the place to wind a skein of yarn into a ball…at least that’s what Mr. Aitch says.
I wanted to look out the window as much as I could which was easy to do while knitting mindless garter stitch. I don’t get to see the world from 45,000 feet very often.
Aren’t those patchwork fields so artistic?
When there was too much cloud cover, I started the Linen Stitch Scarflet.
I only got about eight rows done on this since the stitch pattern required more concentration.
We got a non-stop return flight so I folded my napkin in fourths to give me an idea where we were in our flight. This section of the scarflet was knit somewhere over Indiana.
Mr. Aitch’s armrest hoggishness didn’t affect my knitting on the return trip. I evidently need more space on my right side than left when knitting and since the window was to my right, I had a little bit more space.
Knitting In Flashes 