Gargeese, Socks, Green and More

I finally finished the sock from hell, who I have now re-named Sparky McSockerson. Yes, Sparky is done, and I have to say, once I got past that darned heel part I really enjoyed making it. Here is a pic of Sparky, looking oh-so-fine on my foot. Watch out, socks may actually be the new scarf, and friends and family may be receiving said items for the holidays this year after all.

On a new note, today I got to work at Ginormo Software Inc and there was something making a terrible honking sound. When I determined that it was coming from the roof area, I saw this:


Upon further movement towards the entrance I then noticed that my building now had Gargeese.

Yup, Gothic churches have Gargoyles, Ginormo Software Inc has Gargeese. Heh.

I am also officially helping out my friend’s company, Greenlifepixels. If you or your friends/family/co-workers are part of the Green movement, please go to this site. It’s cool. It’s got a newsletter (Edited by Moi!). And hey, if you’re reading this, you have time to surf the web a bit, so go there! (Did I mention I am the editor of the eNewsletter?)

And, since I am having so much fun plugging things, let me plug my newly set up storefront, www.twitterpated.etsy.com, where I will be selling some of my hand-made items. It's a bit bare at the moment, but perhaps I shall sit down tonight and make it really pretty. So much yarn, not enough time....

Sock Love/Hate

I started a new class at the yarn shop three weeks ago. I was eager, and happy, and all fluffy around the edges to work on something other than a scarf. So, I pick out my yarn, a lovely Neapolitan ice cream colored sock yarn that I had been eyeing since I started working at the store. One ball is enough to make two socks.

Week 1- The first class goes swimmingly. I am in love with socks. Socks are my friend. Socks are the new scarf. Everyone gets socks for Christmas!

Week 2- Socks are still pretty rockin’. Having a bit of trouble. But hey, it’s my first sock, so a little trouble is ok. I’ll be fine once I figure out what I am doing. Tra-la-la.

Week 3- I HATE socks. Socks have turned against me, I am boycotting the sock. Stupid sock. Who does it think it is? It’s not the new scarf, it doesn’t even compare to the scarf. Scarves are my friend. Socks just sit there and jeer at me, scorning my non-sock making abilities. I thought maybe I could channel my great-grandmother, who rumor has it could make a set of argyle socks in a day! Argyle! No such luck. Instead, my sock is just sitting here at my desk looking oh so cute, but unfinished, and I have ripped out half of it twice now because I can NOT figure out what I am doing wrong. Luckily, I have class tonight. We are supposed to have finished the body of the foot, and get to the toe tonight, but I think I will be sitting in the dark corner of class frantically ripping out again to see if maybe the third time is the charm.