Skip to main content

Sock it to me

Thanks to an inspiring blog post from my friend Anne, who a few months ago learned to knit socks and has been posting her successes, I kicked my own butt in gear and managed to not only create one sock but actually an entire pair. These snuggly, slipper-sock style ones are made from Opal Sock Yarn, which knits up in these funky, stripey patterns. I'm working on my second pair now, which will be for Tim. He has big feet. I'm not sure they'll actually fit him.

Details, details...


Comments

AnneR said…
They're awesome, Amy!! Welcome to sock knitting addiction. I love how the self stripey knits up. I'm looking forward to buying some of Opal's Harry Potter sock yarn when it comes out this fall. Glad to have coaxed you into the land of socks! It's payback for you being one of the people who made me want to learn how to knit. Ha!
3:03 PM
Anonymous said…
Oh Wow! These are way cuter than I imagined! I think the stripes are more impressive than plain would be. I may just have to try some myself! See how you have inspired me to test my "comfort zone?" First the beret, then the preemie caps. . .
mom
1:30 PM
Anonymous said…
Dang! Those look comfy and warm! I could use a pair of those for work! (I keep a pair of regular ole socks in my drawer... ) It's FREEZING in my office, I shouldn't have to dress like it's winter in the summer dang it!!!! LOL!
7:13 PM
Cherie in St Louis said…
Wow! I've been telling myself, "I can NOT get into another hobby" but those socks look so terrific I may give in to the temptation.
2:44 PM
Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Ho, Ho, Ho, How Many Times Can I Use "I'm too busy" as an Excuse?

I haven't had time to write. Work, swim meet volunteering, holiday decorating and shopping. But truthfully, I've not been in much of a mood to write anything anyway. Last night we put up the tree and Santa chachkies, and I drank my first egg nog of the season, so perhaps I'll be in a cheerier mood. Also, I have spent some time writing the annual Schoon holiday newsletter. If you happen to get a copy, treat it like a drinking game. Every time I make you roll your eyes, take a drink. Nog, wassail, Everclear. Whatever gets you through. One sure way to assist with merriment motivation is listening to Christmas carols. I'm not going to get into a debate over what truly constitutes a carol. You can "Jesus is the reason for the season" yourself until you turn blue; I generally lean toward the secular end of the holiday tune spectrum. And if you just gasped at my use of holiday instead of Christmas, go suck on a candy cane. It's my blog and my opinions. Deal. ...
2 comments
Read more

IHATE IHOP Update

Tim went a few rounds, verbally, with the IHOP manager on Sunday and ended up getting our meal for half price. He still had to pay, though. I do not think that these people understand the severity of their incompetence. Or perhaps they just do not care. Someone commented to us that perhaps we should tell the IHOP folks what happened to the last restaurant that did us wrong. Recall the lactating masses who came out in support of us when we were booted from Hoover House restaurant in West Branch because I refused to breastfeed my baby in the bathroom? Remember the stories that ran in every newspaper and on every TV news show in the state -- and beyond? I'd like to point out that the Hoover House (which interestingly enough doubled as a venue for wet T-shirt contests on weekends) went out of business after our little incident. And for those of you who were befuddled and wondering how the police got involved on Sunday...someone from IHOP took the time to run out and write down our lice...
8 comments
Read more

Who knew...

'Tis the season for bridal bliss. 'Tis also the season for the accompanying reception dance. And what's a wedding reception without that most unique of all marriage celebration dance numbers: The Chicken Dance. You know the drill. Polka starts, beak-quacking hand gestures, flapping, butt shimmying, and clapping ensue. A fun time is had by all (especially if there's an open bar). What you may not know is that: 1. This oom-pah song's origins rest with a Swiss according player named Werner Thomas who wrote it, most accounts say, in the 1950s. It originally was called the Duck Dance. 2. It is NOT German or Austrian, despite the images its roll-out-the-barrel-ish feelings it might conjure up. 3. A fellow named Norm Edlebeck, who was a bandleader from Wisconsin, introduced America to the Chicken Dance on TV's PM Magazine in 1982. 4. More than 140 versions of it have been recorded worldwide, including Walt Disney Records, together making more than 40,000,000 records (o...
2 comments
Read more