Socks again

I opted to go with the socks on Friday even though I did not cast on before we left for Tanglewood.  George drove up to Massachusetts so I knitted and the cast on was much easier the second time, even in the car.  I used the figure-eight method whatever it is called, and I did not break any needles.  I got about half way up the toe shaping before we arrived in Lenox and parked; pretty good I think.  I drove home, as my night vision is much better, so no further sock knitting was accomplished on Friday.

The sock certainly was more portable than Otto at this point and I enjoyed carrying it around with me.  In Rhinebeck on Saturday I stopped in at Bead and Purl to talk to Alexine, whom I had not seen for a few weeks, and worked on the sock.

More sock knitting was accomplished at the movies Sunday night when we went to see The Devil Wears Prada.  I got carried away at one point, got the sock turned around and knit backwards half a row, but luckily it was on the top so I just treated it like a short row and carried on.  This will probably work well as my tops are always a bit longer than the bottoms due to my high instep bones.  Unfortunately, although the clothes in the movie were great, and I admit I wanted to see it just for the clothes and Meryl Streep, they were not knitted.  The shoes were also fabulous.  I wanted to freeze the movie several times just to stare lustfully at the shoes, but they were not shoes that could be worn with hand-knitted socks.

Alas.

I have not, despite the practicalities of aging feet and the fact that I live in a stylistic black-hole, gotten over my love of sexy shoes and high heels.

Have a happy Fourth!

House guests have arrived and must go perform my hostessly duties.