SOCK HOP - Day 29
Simply the best of the best.
Definitely a 12 sts to the inch wool/silk socks kind of guy.
Handwarmers and sweaters. That's all I can think about.
I spent more time yesterday than I'm going to admit in a public forum surfing the net in search of patterns, hints, tips, everything I can gather up on handwarmers/fingerless mitts/whatever you want to call them and snagged some Debbie Bliss Cashmerino Aran on eBay. (Fingers crossed the USPS actually delivers it.) Then I started thumbing through sweater patterns with Goldisox in mind. I tried to match up the pattern with my stash and started getting very confused.
I don't know about the man in your life, but the man in mine accepts only a limited palette. Oh yeah, and a limited number of style possibilities too. Oatmeal. Grey. Blue. V-neck. Crew neck. No cables. No stripes. No patterns. There must be ribbing at the neckline, hem, and cuffs. Raglan sleeves are suspect. I'm starting to think most men should be issued a uniform as soon as they exit the womb and just update it for size as they move along through life. They'd never know the difference.
I made real progress on the second Highlander sock this evening while we were watching Grey's Anatomy Season 2 on DVD. (Is it just me or was that prom a half-step away from jumping the shark?) Leg is done. Heel flap finished, heel turned, gusset stitches picked up and knitted, now I'm merrily engaged in alternate rounds of gusset decreases as I proceed toward the wild ride down to the toe.
I'm glad we did the sock hop. It pushed me out of my knitting comfort zone and encouraged me to learn a few new techniques and to up my productivity. Normally I'm one of those who rebel at any kind of restriction or demand but this time I didn't and I'm glad.