Monday, April 17, 2006

Perfection Anyway...

I had the most wonderful weekend of sitting in the sun and knitting, napping then knitting, eating after watching the men cook, then knitting, watching the Easter egg hunt while knitting. What could be better? I’ll tell you what—sock perfection. Once again, I refused to cave to the fight against pooling and self-striping disasters by letting the yarn do its own thing. I cut off the Regia at the toe of one sock, and immediately started the second sock, casting on with the cut end from the first sock.

As I’ve mentioned, I have become accustomed to comments about my mismatched socks. I always answer such comments with, “They both came from the same skein.” Anyway, I like to let my socks speak to me about their individuality. Now, at last, I have given birth to twins! Two matching socks! Identical in every way! The truth is in the photo above. And the best part—perfection without even trying! They were made for DD, and I have threatened her with flogging at dawn if she destroys them by wearing them around the house without shoes.

Really, I think they should be framed and hung on the wall. Then, when DH finally makes a hole in one, he can frame the golf ball in a shadow box and hang it right beside my perfect socks. They should win some sort of prize. Is there a prize for perfect socks? Well there should be. I must work on that. I’ll let you know how it goes.


wendy said...

That sounds like a great weekend. I love the socks. Great job!

Rebeckah said...

Now all I "have" to do is figure out how to do this neat little trick myself.