Grumble. I had been knitting madly on a pair of Monkey socks trying desperately to finish them as a gift for my Mother in Law. (Happy Birthday Anita!) I didn't finish. But being the knitter that I am, I decided to suck it up, and bring the finished sock and the almost finish sock to her house on Saturday, and hope that I could finish up the toe while I was there. I will just say in an aside, 3 young children at Grandma's house with lots of breakable things makes for kinda desperate knitting! So we get there, and I show her the socks, which she loved. Then she tried it on. Oh the horror. Everything matched the measurements I took of her foot. EVERTHING! But she couldn't get them over her heel. Where did I go wrong!
Grumble, Grumble. Sigh. Back to the frog pond.
(Rip-it, Rip-it, Rip-it)