Brace yourselves ladies (and gentlemen?).  I know you come here for wild tales of sex toy parties, for the occasional public nudity, the broken glass, the wild pack of dogs ….. but knitting??  I bet you even forgot that this is a knitting blog!

Without further ado, I present my Retro Rib Socks!  The pattern is from Interweave Winter 2004 issue.  The yarn is Mountain colors (thanks Anita!). 

These are luxurious socks – so soft and cozy.  I am amazed at how fantastic hand made socks feel on your feet.  I did not make the calf length as long as the pattern called for.  In a typical Ann maneuver, I panicked and thought I wouldn’t have enough yarn to complete both socks and now I have some leftover!  oh well. (at this point, I would say live and learn, but it would seem that I am never going to learn)

My knitting attention will now be switched back to Halcyon.  I have vowed to get a pattern repeat or two finished before casting on for anything else!

Today marks the first day of final exams.  The girls only need to be in school when they have a test.  Daughter #2 had her English final scheduled for 7:40 this morning.  She and I left the house at 7:15 — she was a bit nervous.  Due to traffic lights and morning congestion it takes at least fifteen minutes to get from our house to the school – this would leave her plenty of time to find the room and settle down.

No sooner do I drop her off and am on the way home than my cell phone rings. It is now about 7:35.  Daughter #2 is telling me I need to go home and get her a tee shirt.  She has not passed the school dress code.

Let me take this moment to say that I fully support the school dress code.  I think that it is a good and right thing.  However, Daughter #2 was more covered up today than she was yesterday.  Yesterday’s sundress was much more revealing than today’s tank top.  Here is a link to a similar tank top.

Anyway, back to the story — there is no time for me to get all the way home and back with a tee shirt for her without cutting into a large chunk of the testing time.

What was I wearing, you ask?

I had pretty much rolled out of bed an pulled on my MSWF tee shirt that Lizzy B sent.  My ensemble was complete with leggings (not a good look for me btw), bed head and no bra!  (why yes, Daughter #2 and I are a couple of floozies)

For a brief moment in time, I thought  Well, she and I will just trade shirts. This is a strong indication of the alternate reality I inhabit where I actually think for the briefest of moments that her shirt would fit me.

What to do?

Luckily I keep an emergency rain poncho in the trunk.  This is a gigantic, plastic affair.

Picture this if you will —- It is already eighty degrees outside. The humidity level is high. There I am, bra-less with wild hair, wrapped in duck yellow plastic sheeting, driving my electric blue little racing car home through the maddening crowd.

she better wear a turtle neck tomorrow.

One of my favorite imaginary friends is having a tough couple of days.  Go to her site and leave many encouraging comments.  She has asked me to post some puppy pictures to cheer her.  I am more than happy to oblige, first and foremost because I am a nice person – secondly, I have nothing to blog about.  No knitting.  No nothing.  It is like 94-freakin-degrees here and we are hot, hot, hot! 

Here are a couple of melting pugs ……

watch what happens when I whistle at them  …..

man oh man is Lucy ever good at ignoring me – now, if I had opened the refrigerator door, that would get her attention!

**update: here is a link to the party people — just in case you don’t have any wild friends throwing wild parties …. go on, you know you want to.