As tired as I was, I finished up some socks last night. I could have sworn I had posted about these when I started them, but I can’t find it now. These socks have been on the needles for at least a month or two. I have used them as my on-the-go knitting for situations where I am either trying to have a conversation with friends, teaching, or am riding in the car while Joe is driving. I can’t knit anything more than plain knit stitch and maintain eye contact without making mistakes, and I tend to get car sick if I look at a chart or my knitting.
Even so, this has been my last choice of projects to work on, so it’s been slow going for a simple pair of socks. After I had started them, I asked Joe if he would let me knit them for him. He has a couple pairs of my handknit socks already, but doesn’t usually wear them because they’re too flashy. He agreed that he might actually wear this pair.
Sorry for the sloppy picture – I don’t bother blocking socks if they’re just meant to be worn and not given as a gift or sent to the fair. These are Trekking XXL knit on size zero needles in my own toe-up pattern.
Joe putting them on.
Joe pretending to still be putting them on when I didn’t think I got a good picture the first time. See the smirk?
Showing them off, being the best good sport he knows how.
I pulled out another skein of yarn for another pair of super-plain socks. I *have* to have absolute mindless knitting available at all times. I’m itching to do a pair of more complicated socks with some of the handpaint I have hanging around, but I need to finish the scarf project first. This self-striping Opal will make for fun on-the-go socks, and will probably be for me.
Backing up a bit, here’s a picture of a little project I did over the weekend:
The local thrift-shop charity sends out post cards regularly to let you know when their pick-up trucks will be in the neighborhood. Today was our day, and I did a major cull through my closets for clothes that no longer come close to fitting and I probably wouldn’t want to wear even if they did. I put it all out this morning, and it’s still sitting there. They must have missed me, and I’d better go drag it all back in as soon as I finish here.
We went out for dinner over the weekend, and I took this picture of Sophie while we were waiting for our food. She was SO excited to get her very own crayon to color with. She even managed to do a bit of scribbling with it, too.
Oh, and here’s the current state of that damned blue sweater. I knit the front a couple nights ago and set it aside, happily knowing I only had the sleeves to go. I pulled it back out briefly this evening and took another look.
Crap! Everything about it is fine except for that single dark blue row of stripe. The one right across the chest. That’s not going to do, not at all. Back to the frog pond with that one. Argh!
Those socks for Joe look great! The socks I just made for my boys (I’ve only got photos of the first pair up, but both pairs are done) started out to be for my husband. He took one look at the stripey toe and said (in not so many words) “I’ll never wear those.” So I ripped back to a kid-sized toe and made them for my 6-year-old, he loves them. I need to get myself some Trekking for my man socks too!
question: when you knit with a machine and have to frog, do you have to rip out the whole piece, or can you just go down to the part you don’t like and put a half-finished front back on the machine? just wondering…
I live for the day when a pair of socks is mindless knitting for me. I’m still working on my first ever sock—I’m almost at the gusset!!
Love the pic of Sophie. Isn’t it funny how something like a simple crayon can so capture their imagination? We had two blissful hours with playdough at our house yesterday. I figure any mess is worth two hours of fun creative play.
Sorry about the sweater. It’s so much work for me to knit since I’m still slow I’d do just about anything rather than frog—including wearing a funny blue stripe across my chest. Oh, that’s right–post breastfeeding I no longer have a chest. See, problem solved for me
Good luck with the re-do.
I have to have a pair of mindless knitting socks too…for talking and for knitting in bed right before I go to sleep. Yes, I’m single, can you tell?
Love the Opal!
I need to get some trekking for my husband. Apparently, the self-striping green socks that I made aren’t manly enough. Your socks for Joe look great!! I’m sorry that you’ll be ripping the sweater again. I hope it comes out perfect the next time.