The sock and I are not speaking.
I made a swatch like a good little knitter, but things changed over time. Suddenly my 7 stitches per inch became a teensy 9.5 stitches per inch once I got used to the slippery metal needles and the magic loop method. They were spot-on to size above the heel, but in the foot they were fit for pixies. And so, the sock and I had a falling-out, if you will.
Goodbye, sock. I will see you again shortly, and have learned from my mistake. At least there's a new desktop background out of the whole thing. I will remember your pretty short-row heel fondly, and reslove to do even better the next time around.
So what happens to the current sock? Perhaps you could donate it to the one-legged dudes with no-toes fund.
Posted by: Shawn on July 5, 2005 10:14 PMThat curly pile of yarn in the second photo is what became of the sock. I can wash it, straighten it out, and rebuild it! Bigger. Faster! Stronger! I have the technology!
Posted by: Janine on July 6, 2005 07:46 AMOh okay. I didn't know you could undo a project like that. I should have known that considering my vast knowledge of knitting.
You know something funny... the title of this blog entry "Trouble in paradise" is the title of the book I am reading right now.
Posted by: Shawn on July 6, 2005 06:21 PMOh no, you were spammed!
Posted by: Shawn on July 15, 2005 06:21 PMOh you are talented, nice sock...hey I can't even cook so you are way ahead of me. :)
Posted by: Orshi Corpos on July 27, 2005 12:46 AMSee now, that's when I not only give up a hobby, but begin a campaign to defame it. No second chances. A hobby is there to make you happy, if it turns on you, you send its curly little head into a garbage disposal or bbq grill. That's why Charly Brown said, "AAAAAGH!" so often. Trouble was, he kept trying with kites and football. Give it up and get back to the exquisite stained glass.
Posted by: Mombo on July 31, 2005 06:10 PM