I am going to let you in on a little secret. When I was a tween/teenager I was a loser. I guess thats not a big secret since I really don't have that many friends as an adult. And based on my writing technique and social skills, I think it would be easy for you to guess that growing up I was not the "cool kid."
The first summer that my family moved from Arizona to Idaho (talk about a weather shock) my sister and I didn't have any friends except each other so each day we would ride our bikes about a mile to my grandmothers house. We would watch old Shirley Temple movies, eat chocolates and sew together. One of our first projects was a blanket.
My grandmother is a professional seamstress, so any lessons from her were amazing! Not to mention that my mother is an incredible seamstress herself! (Its a real miracle I still don't know too much about sewing...) Aaaaanyway...
I bring to you today, the trick to the perfect blanket stitch.