Friday, March 4, 2011

I didn't wanna do it

Last night I was musing on how I may have committed the equivalent of blog suicide by committing to the New Rule. Think about it: I have publicly pledged to devote myself exclusively to completing an entire pair of socks between each and every project, no matter how small. And right now I'm knitting brown socks. You DO realize that you're all in for about a week and a half of "Here are the same brown socks, only slightly longer than last time I showed them to you" posts, riiiiight?

Speaking of which: hey look! I finished the first one!


Now, when I first cast on for these babies, it was very clear to me that these would be MAN socks. Definitely not for me. It's not that I don't like them or anything. I just like a little more pizzazz in my footwear.

Anyway, there I was, really zipping along, kind of desparate to finish the first one so as to minimize the amount of time I will be boring you to tears with brown sock posts, and I started to think about how I was going to make it up to you. How was I going to keep the blog interesting while I finished these endless socks of brown boringness that were definitely not for me? Well, there's Damask to feature, of course, and *cough*possible fabric stash enhancement*cough*, and a secret swap project I've had finished for a while but haven't blogged because the recipient might be a reader... That would hold you over, right? And then, to make it up to you, I'd cast on a new pair of socks. Something really pretty, something with fantastic colours and a fun pattern, something so fabulously awesome that you'd want to use it as your screen savers. And those socks would be for me. Not these ones. These ones were totally not for me.

When I finished the sock I had Phil try it on, but not before making sure he knew that just because these were clearly MAN socks (and thus, obviously, not for me), they were not necessarily his, either. Other men in my life have expressed sock yearning to me (see Dad? Your comments are not lost on THIS knitter. No sir.), so he wasn't to get too excited.

He tries them on. They're... um... a bit snug, and... er... a bit short. By a lot.

But, wouldn't you know it? They fit me perfectly.


I could have sworn I'd knit those longer. 'Cause, you know.... they totally weren't for me. Ahem.

Happy Knitting, Everyone!

10 comments:

kate-the-enabler said...

They're downright beautiful. I bet it feels like you're wearing spun chocolate on your foot (wait...that doesn't sound at all as nice as I thought it would...) I'm never going to be bored reading blog posts about brown socks... ;) But I'm all agog to see what you're casting on next, of course.

Maryse said...

Nice! The color is really gorgeous! I should buy some String Theory soon and double my stash!!!

Caroline said...

Maybe it's because I'm really craving chocolate but I just LOVE your brown socks. They make me want to go crazy with my credit card and order me some String Theory goodness.

Big Girl Feet said...

They look so nice!! I love brown myself, I vote to keep them for you!

Allison said...

I'm always looking for new screensavers!

Laurie said...

Those are seriously cool socks! I'm glad they fit you.

And I feel your pain...I'm featuring impossible-to-see-the-pattern BLACK socks right now. Oy...just oy...

Jennifer Lori said...

Hehe- "accidental" sock personalization? Looks like your subconscious knew what it was doing all along!

Sinéad said...

Aw poor Dear Dad. Cheated out of his socks :p I'd call that subconcious sock serendipity, to be honest. They look great on you.

dawn said...

Wowo I love the socks...hmmm I have that same yarn dare I make twin socks?! I think yes.

Knit and Purl Mama said...

It's like Cinderella and the shoe... it was a perfect fit!