When I started out this month I asked John if I should make some fingerless gloves instead of a pair of socks. He said that I should make the gloves because I’ve made so many socks already. At first I was like, totally, right on. Then I sat down and faced the cold hard facts:
No, I haven’t.
If you count last month’s, I have knit seven pairs of socks. Two were gifts. One for my mom and one for my Granma. Out of the five that I have kept for myself,
four of them are blue. The one that is not blue has blue in it. I think the only reason I was second guessing myself on this month is because the yarn I picked is definitely not blue.
This yarn makes me think of butterscotch, which, due to sentimental reasons, will always be one of my favorite flavors out there.
The pattern is Fox Faces by Nancy Bush and man, have I bitched about this pattern. Sorry people at knitting. Well, sorry everyone lately. I bet my bitching has been unbearable.
Despite my general pissy mood and some weird random crap that has happened lately, I’m really proud that I managed to finish another pair of socks. I always start out with these big ideas for the year and once I have achieved one milestone, I tend to fall apart. Hopefully I won’t do that this coming month, although I can already feel excuses gestating inside of me. Waiting to burst forth, kind of like
*cough* So anyways, yaaaay! Socks! Also, yay for not blue. How many more pairs of not blue socks do I need to make before people will stop making fun of me only making blue stuff? I hope it’s not many because most of the stuff in my stash is blue.
Give ‘em the boot, right in the fruit.
