A Sock, A Dog, and A Dark Jedi Knight...
...walk into a bar. Nope, but it does sound like a joke doesn't it? I finished the first Conwy sock and you can see it here, reclining on the Christmas tree. The USS Enterprise seems impressed, but Pepe Le Peu is too busy flirting to notice. I'm really liking these socks. I made the legs a bit longer than I usually do (I was cold this weekend) and I figured with the calf shaping in the pattern it would work out well. It did, the sock fits. One of these days I'm going to make knee highs but I keep forgetting to buy twice as much yarn for the pair of socks than usual. One of these days...
Finn would like to officially thank everyone for their support during his surgery. He had his stitches out on Saturday and he wants to give everyone a big wag and woof! You can kind of see that his tail is fluffing up and he's growing in the flags on his legs. He's doing really great with the Christmas decorations. We discussed the term, "Leave it" when we first started decorating and we've been very slowly decorating the tree so that he can check out ornaments, but now he just gives them a snuffle and the special ones get a kiss too. I've got all the talking ornaments up high enough that he can't reach them. I hope to finish getting ornaments on the tree today so we can get the giant Christmas containers back into the garage.
"Luke, I am your Father! Join me and we will knit this sock as father and son!"
posted by Melanie at 8:34 AM
2 Comments:
The most inventive knitters ornaments for the tree goes to....
Actually with coloured DPNs and a sparkly yarn, wouldn't it look knitterly :-)
Seriously though, nice sock, nicer dog and what the heck is that big plastic thing next to Finn? Looks like a dog Tardis (Dr Who)!
Judy
Hi pink lemon twist
I noticed that you said your maternal Grandmother's name was Bristow. I was surprised when I read that because my Grandmother's name was Bristow also. How ever she died when she was only 65, she didn't live near as long as your Grandmother did. I'm still a Bristow because I chose to keep my name when I married. My family lives in Ontario Canada. My Grandfather was brought here from England as a child to work on a farm as a child slave. A lot of people don't know that there were many white children sold as slaves to farmers. Most of who were left in orphanages during the first world war. Witch one of his brother's, his sister and he were left. For years my family was the only Bristow's in the local phone book. It wasn't until about ten years ago some other Bristow's show up in the book, although we have no idea who these other's are. So I'm not trying to tell you that we are related in any way, or that I want any thing from you. I just thought you might like to know the name is more wide spread then you may have known. You never know our name may be as wide spread as the Smith name is one day.hehe.... Well have your self a wonderful day and all the best of luck to you.
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