The Harlot was right, I love the foot. Last night and this morning I did the gusset work on the S&P sock, and now I’m officially on the foot. Round and round and round we go, stopping only to make a toe. And once I figure out what shirt I’m wearing, my “wardrobe” for Monday night will be complete.
Then I just have to pack (!!) and decide what knitting project I will be doing while I wait.
Meanwhile, I’ve been receiving cell-phone pictures of Sip & Knit from DH, who had some spare time at the end of his latest business trip. After calling me to ask which bamboo needle I broke, and whether I needed any size 7 dpns, he later called back to describe the yarn he bought.
Sock yarn.
Skeins won’t necessarily match even though they’re the same colorway.
Hand dyed by six Japanese guys.
Noro sock yarn, folks. For socks for HIM. Why don’t I let him do the yarn shopping? Last time I really let go, I bought enough Cascade 220 to make a sweater. He’s the one with the color sense and the guts.
And here’s a bonus for those of you in Central Ohio: yesterday we got a shipment from Cheryl & Company. (Insert angelic chorus here.) Apparently someone (the author, actually) liked an article DH ran in his motorcycle club magazine. Three boxes of who-knows-what from Cheryl’s, which I immediately put in the fridge. I’ll take pictures after Mr. Beth gets home. After all, they’re really his cookies. (Unless there are some buckeyes in there — dibs!)
If you have had cookies from Cheryl’s, leave a comment and I’ll e-mail you your own personal picture of what’s in the boxes. Yum!
