February 2011
Sock it to Me!!!
I never really appreciated the time and effort that went into those hand knit socks my Nana made for me when I was young. If you want to REALLY appreciate something, then try doing it yourself! I chose a fairly basic sock pattern, bought some nice 'manly' wool and got to work on my first pair of socks, which would be a gift for Dino. There was unpicking, bad language, tennis elbow and advise from my Thread Guild gals, but finally the socks were done. Dino, having witnessed my struggles and confused mutterings (what exactly is turning a heel)for quite some time was very appreciative to receive his very comfortable, well fitting pair of socks.
I wrestled the aforementioned manly socks off Dino to wash them. They went into the washing machine but I wasn't going to have them ruined in the dryer so choose to let them air dry. The next morning I got up and noticed the socks weren't quite dry so thought 'hey I'll just put them near the furnace to finish them off'.
Well finish them off the furnace did! As I sat upstairs with Rooster, Trout and Missy enjoying my morning ritual (a pot of tea and knitting for an hour before heading out to the barn)I could smell something - some smell that I did not recognize. I went downstairs to check on the furnace... In horror I saw my 50 hours of hard labour blackened and smoking.
Rooster the Kleptomaniac
Turns out Rooster has a penchant for unique acquisitions. Our neighbour's house is quite near our front field and Rooster likes to slip under the fence when I'm doing chores and help himself to goodies from their porch.
Sock it to Me!!!
I never really appreciated the time and effort that went into those hand knit socks my Nana made for me when I was young. If you want to REALLY appreciate something, then try doing it yourself! I chose a fairly basic sock pattern, bought some nice 'manly' wool and got to work on my first pair of socks, which would be a gift for Dino. There was unpicking, bad language, tennis elbow and advise from my Thread Guild gals, but finally the socks were done. Dino, having witnessed my struggles and confused mutterings (what exactly is turning a heel)for quite some time was very appreciative to receive his very comfortable, well fitting pair of socks.
Well finish them off the furnace did! As I sat upstairs with Rooster, Trout and Missy enjoying my morning ritual (a pot of tea and knitting for an hour before heading out to the barn)I could smell something - some smell that I did not recognize. I went downstairs to check on the furnace... In horror I saw my 50 hours of hard labour blackened and smoking.
I grabbed the socks and threw them out into the snow as if the pristine whiteness would restore them. I then promptly burst into tears and used every expletive known to humankind. Note to self - there is a reason you don't put ANYTHING near a wood burning furnace!
ps The socks have been re-knit...
Rooster the Kleptomaniac
Turns out Rooster has a penchant for unique acquisitions. Our neighbour's house is quite near our front field and Rooster likes to slip under the fence when I'm doing chores and help himself to goodies from their porch.
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| Goodies... (Not the wine). |
After collecting the stolen goods, and removing the paw prints all items have been returned with a token of apprecition from Rooster for the 'loan'.
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| Token |
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