Dear Sock Drawer

My dearest sock drawer,

You know I love you dearly, but you have become so messy. A drawer filled with black socks should have enough matching black socks to provide one week's worth of foot coverings. The lacy navy sock and dotted black sock you threw at me this morning was inexcusable. This is a wake up call. Please organize yourself or I may be forced to do it myself. Don't make me come in there.

You might be thinking that you're out of danger because I procrastinate, but you'd be wrong. It might be the moon, the planets, or even the water; I'm on a completion kick. Just this week, I've finished three craft projects -- if you must know, it was the monkey socks, nephew's sweater, and napkins. The house is getting cleaner by the minute and you're next on my list.

Consider yourself warned.

Sincerely
Sally Knitz

Loose ends

After beginning several knitting projects and finishing none, I decided that I needed to see progress, to see completion. Cross one thing off the list: Monkey socks.

They were fun to knit, quick and look harder to make than they actually are. They feel very soft and comfortable on the foot too.

Back to that in progress list. Next! Husband's Christmas stocking or nephew's sweater?

Knitting books

A friend sent this estate sale treasure. For a small pamphlet, it certainly has most of the things I've ever needed to learn about knitting -- casting on/off, basic stitches, pattterns for socks, sweaters, scarves and mittens. Proper attitude included: note what a happy occassion this is for the girls in the picture.

Goodbye to an old friend

We said goodbye to our beloved kitty Trouser. Even the best cats can't stick around forever and Trouser was no exception. He passed away in his sleep last night.

Crazy days

As of 10:30 am this morning, I'm an aunt again. Everyone needs a crazy Aunt Sally. I'm so happy to step up to fill the role for my sister's boys.

This was very good news since most of the weekend was spent at the emergency vet with our kitty. He's really sick, and it is hard to watch. The good news is that since Monday morning his been at the regular vet's office on a heating pad and with an IV. And yes, I love that cat far more than I should. Husband and I went to visit him today. He had a feeble purr for us as we scratched him under the chin. We need many good thoughts for Mr. Kitty.

Ordinarily, I would have unburdened myself to my sister, but (see above) she was busy. Another good friend stepped up to fill the void on Sunday. We went to lunch, shopping, and the bookstore. And I got an invitation to the Harry Potter movie and a Harry Potter book signing party on Friday evening. Very exciting. Is it Friday yet?

Not so much knitting

The sock growth has slowed drastically as the toe approaches. This defies my understanding of how a sock develops. If one knits at the same speed, the end of the sock should take as long as the beginning of the sock, the middle, and so on. Turning the heel is different. It goes quickly because the directions require a certain amount of attention.

Since the sock wasn't finished, I did the next happiest thing. I took the almost-finished sock to work and made everyone pet and admire it. Oh yes I did.

Knit one, purl one; hurry, hurry, hurry!

Dear Monkey Sock,

It's true that you are more enchanting than any sock I've ever knitted. Your pattern is complex enough to fascinate and simple enough to learn. Yet my dear sock-to-be, you are not becoming a sock quickly enough. If only you had a sense of urgency.

Yours,
Sally Knitz