Its all true, the boogie girl is real, and you've found her. She knits, sews, spins, does pottery and writes it all down in this blog.
Friday, October 14, 2005
I don't own most of the socks I've knit. My parents like them so much that they have the majority of my hand knit socks. Each holiday that's what they get, socks. It's what they want and what they appreciate. Dad works outside on construction and he snowblows driveways in the winter. He really needs wool socks more than anyone. Especially since he does our drive for free. I hate shoveling that thing. I'm shivering at the impending winter shoveling.
Last year when he bought new work boots he made a point of telling me that he got boots one half size too big so that he would be able to wear thicker wool socks. He can wear one pair of my socks and his feet stay warm all day as opposed to those nasty store bought ones. When someone loves your socks that much, how can you not knit for them?
These will be Dad's birthday socks this year:
Yarn: Noro Kureyon
Pattern: Simple toe up
I cast on for a new pair, of course. It's just too dark now to get a decent picture, not to mention pointless since all I've completed is the ribbing.
I know I promised everyone sweaters for the holidays but I'd also like to get them a pair of socks each too. I have just slightly over 2 months to accomplish this. I'm not throwing in the towel on the sweaters but I'm sure they'll be late. Socks might be a little more realistic. Stay tuned.
For those that are wanting some pics of the babe...
This is my view of sweetie resting in her sling as I work.