My First Sock
I finished my first-ever knit sock on Saturday night. I wore it and admired it for quite a while, considering the temperature, and then, of course, I saw a boo-boo. Oh, not one, but TWO boo-boos, side-by-side! I think you can see, if you click to make big, where I forgot to cross a cable on the leg -- and forgot the same on the neighboring cable. Now that I know it's there, I can see it loud and clear on the in-progress picture I posted last week among the hens and chicks. The good thing is that it really isn't all that visible on this dark, dark sock, because I'm not ripping to fix it.
I love it AND its flaws! I have not yet cast on for #2 -- and I don't suppose I can count this among the FOs until I have a pair, so I'd better get crackin'.
I went to Jazzercise on Saturday morning for the first time since before I went to NYC. That's a long time ago, people! Between babies, trips, city council meetings and I don't remember what-all, a whole month has blown by! So I went with my friend, both agreeing that it would be a great way to start the day, we'd be energized... I guess I was a little, walking down to the farmer's market with DH when I got home (we had our first corn-on-the-cob of the season for supper!), but after that, whatever energy I had just fizzled. I was moving forward all day/weekend, but not very fast!
M*c was in town until early Saturday afternoon -- I'm glad y'all think he's as handsome as I do. I can't believe he was 5 weeks old on Saturday! My sister is so much more comfortable and confident. Nice.