New Socks...Of Course!
Since I finished the Latvian Socks last Friday, I had to cast on for another pair. (Yes, I had to. The safety of the world depended on it. Well, maybe not, but if Osama bin Ladin would learn to knit, he'd be too busy to be a terrorist.) This is my first pair of socks with Trekking XXL sock yarn. The color is 106 - where do they come up with these ingenious color names I wonder? I'm using Sensational Knitted Socks, the 4 stitch repeat sock with Double Moss Stitch as a pattern. I have always loved the way Moss Stitch, Seed Stitch, Double Moss Stitch and all their other bumpy little stitch cousins looked. I don't knit any of them very much though and I thought that with the gradual color blends a stitch pattern wouldn't get lost. I could spend hours just running my hands over the bumps on this sock - its just so, umm, bumpy. As I was knitting this, I had a flashback and since I'm obviously OK with sharing my innermost neurosis with you, sit back and get comfy. Its Storytime at Pink Lemon Twist!
Once upon a time, there was a small Pink Lemon. She wasn't really twisted (yet). She was in Junior High (pause for dramatic groan - did anyone like that age? No you didn't, you're lying) and she had just gotten a new kitten (awwwww!). Its unclear in her memory at this point whether this new kitten was Tigger, a psyco kitten who wasn't cut out for the demands of inside living and who didn't really respect the concept of "Litter Box," (Tigger didn't stay very long - Mom put her foot down with the litter box issue) or if this new kitten was Minkey (aka Minkey Dinkey Binkey Boo. His real name was Hot Fudge Sundae, but he wouldn't acknowledge anyone who wouldn't call him Minkey). Minkey was a neurotic Birman who not only had to deal with my Junior High years, but a crazy dog, and my brother's drumset. Anyway, I decided that the kitten needed a blanket so Mom was going to teach me to knit. We picked out a variegated pastel acrylic yarn (this was before I knew I was allergic to acrylic) and I planned to make the blanket in seed stitch. I don't have much memory of learning to knit - because I didn't learn to knit then. It felt so horribly awkward and impossible I gave up. I still have that pastel acrylic yarn in my stash - no clue why, but as I was knitting this sock, I was reminded of that blanket. Wierd how that works huh? Anyway, these socks are Minkey/Tigger socks now. Umm, The End.