Sock of Doom

Today I found my Sock Wars target's blog. On it, she posted pics of the socks I sent her, so here they are, courtesy of Soapfibergal. They were made from Debbie Bliss wool-cotton.

Michigan teams!

Gotta say it...

GO BLUE (UM:31 MSU:13)

GO Tigers

A great weekend for knitting and sports!

Who me - sarcastic?

Silly link has quizzes about everything -- had to try "How sarcastic are you?" (seemed to be appropriate for me) Results:

You Have Your Sarcastic Moments

While you're not sarcastic at all times, you definitely have a cynical edge. In your opinion, not all people are annoying. Some are dead! And although you do have your genuine moments, you can't help getting your zingers in. Some people might be a little hurt by your sarcasm, but it's more likely they think you're hilarious.

How Sarcastic Are You?

Empty Needles

Ta Da! Another pair completed!
I finally (and I mean FINALLY) finished the 2-at-a-time-on-circs pair of socks last night. I've determined this is NOT my favorite way to knit. I'm glad to say I've done it, but there was too much tangling going on for it to be fun. I'll admit it was nice to not have to count rows or keep track of much to insure socks turned out equal and when you're done, you're done with both. But progress seemed so slow, almost discouraging. I doubt if I'll do it again. I'll stick with Cat Bordhi's 2-circ method!!!

So, I'm new to blogging and new to sock-knitting. I haven't quite decided if I'll be one of those who takes pictures of their knitting to post. Seems kinda silly, not knowing if anyone even looks here. But then again... I love to see other knitters' pics....

Then there's another dilemna -- posting secret Christmas projects. I've got 1 finished and 1 (really cool) WIP that I'd love to show, but...will they be seen by the wrong people and thus ruin the surprise? What's a knit-blogger to do?

At least while I'm deciding, I have yarn and empty needles. All that's left is choosing a pattern and casting on.

Sock Wars update

I'm out.
My friends Gaugina, Sheri, and Bambi are out.
And Freda killed my mother!

... My Mom!

(start the violins...)

...She's the one who taught me to knit oh so long ago.
(add the orchestra...)

...the one who watched patiently as I learned to cast on
...the one who celebrated my first projects with me
...the one who was there for me when I first had to TINK (a term we thought we had so cleverly made up!).
She helped me untangle messes and taught me to roll a ball of yarn that can be pulled from the center!
I know how to pick up dropped stitches because of her.
(big climax...)

Because of her, I can go on to teach another generation of knitters

(echo) of knitters ... of knitters ... knitters ...

(silence)