On a completely different and unrelated topic, my father passed away rather suddenly on Thursday - and my friend Suzanne, as usual, has swooped in to help. Actually, she was with Aaron and I when I got the phone call. We were on our way to the Webs end of year sale - and I have to admit - it was good retail therapy.
Suzanne is here hanging out and then getting up at the ass crack of dawn to drive me to the airport to head to NC for the service. I'll be there for the week, and I'm in the process of knitting my stepmother a Hawthorne shawl.
Suzanne brought all her sock yarn (enough for 17 socks. Novice) and I brought out my bins (we shall not discuss the actual amount of sock yarn I have). We dug through binders of patterns, magazines and books! I have a LOT of sock patterns. Ahem. Anyway, I put together 22 little sock kits (and a scarf and a pair of mittens). Here they all are in the bags, ready to go:

As if the universe was giving me a break, the pair I pulled for this month is nice and easy. A simple ribbed pattern from Not Just Socks:

3 comments:
I'm so very sorry for your loss!
I'm so, so sorry for your loss Cece!
I am so sorry, Cece.
Post a Comment