Tuesday, April 14, 2009


Several months ago my husband threw my handknit socks in the dryer, though most survived, my most favoritest did not. They shrunk and felted and were basically reduce to midget size.
Unrelated Tangent I: While searching for my finished object/picture post of the now-midget socks, I came across this post. Look how much I had knit. That is damn near an entire pair of socks. I look at them and love the color of the yarn and the pattern and yet I ripped them out and gave the yarn away. I see over there on my sidebar area under Bad Knitting Karma that I said, "No matter how much I knit them, I didn't like them." Query: WHAT THE FUCK WAS I SMOKING?

Back to our regularly scheduled post ... As I was saying, favorite chevron socks + dryer = midget socks ∴ Jenna sad. So sad, that I knit another pair. Sort of. Though I still have the pattern, I didn't have any more of that yarn left. I ended up using some really Spring-ish yarn that I received in trade. I can tell you nothing of this yarn as it came to me in a ball and with absolutely no identifying information. I can tell you that it will be avoiding the dryer ... just to be safe.

Ain't they purty? I have to say that I like the originals better, but these aren't bad. If you look closely, you can see that the stripes even match up. That was intentional. It is also a sign of my crumbling mental state. It's not like this was real striped yarn that needed to match up. No, it was pseudo striped yarn and I am bonkers.
Unrelated Tangent II: When was the last time you used the word bonkers? Seriously. It is a great word. I vote we all try to use once a day. All in favor say, "Aye!" Right, and the crickets chirped. Bitches.

Back to the socks, yet again. So. Pretty yarn. Pretty socks. Matching stripes. I like the socks just fine, but they leave me short of orgasm. Nothing too awesome. No need to write home.

Though I won't write home, I will wear them. I will also note that I knitted these at the same time (a la Jenna which means not at the EXACT same time but rather, toe, toe, foot, foot, gusset, gusset, heel, heel, leg, leg, cuff, cuff) and from one ball of yarn which means I pulled from the middle. Those who know me know that this was nothing short of a miracle because even when I don't pull from the middle of the ball, my yarns tend to do this. So there you have it.

Yarn: Je ne sais pas!
Needles: Addi Circs, size 2.5 mm (US 1)
Pattern: Chevron Socks, Sensational Knitted Socks. Modified to be toe-up with a gusset and heel that I learned in the Gazillion Dollar Sock Class.
Time: A month.
Care: Hand wash cold, dry flat because I don't know what this yarn is.

1 comment:

Rebecca said...

Nice! I handwash all my socks because I never remember the care instructions, except when hubby accidentally sticks them in the washer & dryer. So far I have lucked out in that department.