I do NOT knit. Not even one stitch.
So, I have drooled longingly over the homemade socks that my bloggy knitting friends have displayed in their various posts. I have been shocked and amazed at how MANY of you possess this very envied skill - - - knitting socks, and regularly knit them for yourselves, your children, and others.
I didn't even know people still DID that!!
I will even confess that I have WISHED someone would make me a pair. (And you may add to that line: and hinted so SHAMELESSLY and BROADLY that someone has finally taken pity on me if ONLY to shut me up!!!)
So imagine my SHOCK, SURPRISE, and JOY when THIS package arrived for me in the mail today.
I was giddy as a school girl - - - dancing around the kitchen, purring, and showing off my new prize to Fisherhubby.
He looked at me like I was crazy and said, "You're easily made happy, it would take a $350.00 rod and reel to make ME that happy!"
(And therein the REASON we women are more content than our counterparts - - - we know how to find PURE JOY in our SOCKS - - - and in other small comforts too!)
Anyway - - - back to my tale:
Seems that my friend Annie, shown here with me when we met live and in person in Wisconsin this summer, took great pity on me, the homemade sockless soul that I am, made and sent me this lovely warm pair of COLTS blue socks!!!
Though it has cooled down here to a LOVELY 74 degrees, it really isn't COLD enough yet for heavy knit socks. I didn't care - - - I put them RIGHT on my little size six and a halves anyway.
They felt AWESOME.
And this winter when we live on the arctic tundra of Wisconsin, I shall put them on my feet - - -
Put my feet in these little boots, and not caring whether the boots are the LATEST in tundra fashion or not, I shall WEAR them out and about in the snowy world with JOY, PRIDE, and WARMTH!!!!
Thank you SOOOOOOO MUCH Miss U.P. Annie!!!!