The first time I made Nutkin socks, they were a Christmas present for my sister. I coveted them and swore I'd make a second pair for myself. I tried. The second pair of Nutkin socks went to my son, Jason. I don't mind much that he has Madelinetosh Sock on his feet instead of mine or that he's enjoying wearing the socks (clean or dirty - ew!). He loves them, and that's what matters.
I also made him a pair of socks with some Blue Moon Fiber Arts yarn (mediumweight) with a pattern I made up. He doesn't mind pink, or flowers, or mismatched socks - as long as they're handmade.
It's not Cookie's issue, it's mine. Totally mine. The pattern is written in English, a language I understand and use daily. It's me. I can read, I just don't always do it because I know everything all the time. Yeh, right. That's why there's these:
Thanks Joanne! The Madeleines are lovely with coffee.
Moving right along. I made and scored some lovely new items just in case my to do list gets less than 200 items on it. New books:
Think Outside the Socks has some patterns in it that have me drooling!
One of my co-workers went on a ski trip at Lake Placid and right there on the premises they had a yarn shop. Imagine that! She thought of me and bought me this:
Joyce, my at work knitting buddy felt the urge to purge and I inherited a couple of goodies from her:
Soujourn Knitter's personal stash. Yay! I have just the pattern for it: