Is there anything better than a long weekend?This afternoon I was kicked back on the couch, knitting and watching "Gone With The Wind". A thunderstorm rolled in and it was quite spectacular: crashing thunder, crackling lightning and heavy rain beating against the windows.
Now, me? I love thunderstorms. The dogs? Not so much.
When the storm rolled in they all kept shooting me these worried looks. Their faces seemed to say, "Um, Mom? You may not have noticed but we are quite certain that the sky is falling."
There was one very, very loud crash of thunder that was followed immediately by a very close lightning strike. Before I could check to see if I needed to change my undies, there was a dog sitting on me. Not on my lap, on my chest.
I won't incriminate the guilty party, *cough*Kishka*cough*, but it was one of the funniest things any of my dogs have ever done. I had to literally toss the dog, *cough*Kishka*cough*, off of me. She would not move!
All is calm now, though:
This sock is 60 stitches, heel on 30, toe knit to 6 stitches and 6" knit before the toe decreases. I must give huge thanks to Blogless MJ, Anne, Chery, and Linda for their assistance, input and tolerance of my minor (hah!) melodramatic moments. Special kudos to Anne, who calmly took my needles from me when I dropped stitches and fixed it for me. (I tend to kind of freak out when I drop stitches.)
The second sock will probably go on the needles tonight. I'm just about zeroed in on the perfect sock pattern for my feet. Once that's done, I'll start experimenting with different patterns.