yeah, Poor guys got started in Michigan over break, knitted there, knitted all the way home, and then got dumped like a dork on prom night as soon as I decided to make Jeff those Kilt Hose.
Then I didn't even have the decency to call them and let them know I'd found someone else. I fell in love with some yarn on sale. . . and bought 8 skeins of alpaca love to make Cherie Amour
She's beautiful, she's perfection, and she's all mine. I'll take the socks with me tomorrow when I go to the dentist. They've been so patient, waiting for my attentions, not minding that I just bought nearly 70 times their weight in roving.