You may recall Meghan and I attending the Yarn Harlot book signing last October. I was pleased that I behaved with the utmost decorum despite being a total fangirl.

Wednesday, it was A Sassy Redhead (let’s call her Carrie)’s turn to maintain her calm. Carrie has been a Bloggess groupie long enough to have her own Beyonce. I was evidently under a rock, so I’m a more recent convert. I felt a little bit like a poser since there were people running around dressed like this:


When we arrived at Book People, there were even more people than last time. Main difference being that for awhile, I was the only one knitting. Then Carrie pointed out another knitter and I had to Kinnear a photo.


We both behaved ourselves for the most part, but I’m not gonna lie, I totally stuttered. The interaction went something like this:
Bloggess: How are you doing?
(long pause)
Me: (OMG, she’s talking to me!) Good. How are you? (by now, she’s signing my book and getting ready to pose for the photo)
Bloggess: I’m great.
Me: (pause) You’re hilarious!
Bloggess: Thank you! (graciously, like she hadn’t just heard this 200 times)
(I start to stutter and ask if she’ll hold my socks as the bookstore employee is ready to snap the photo and the Bloggess is already posed).
So, I hold up my socks and smile for the camera. The picture is taken and then I say, “I write a knitting blog and these are my socks in progress.”
Bloggess: “I love it!” (like she really did and I’m not just some crazy fan)

She was nice and genuine and I was and am in awe.

Ps. Thank you, Carrie, for inviting/going with me! You’re a peach!…..now I can check “SockS in Progress photo with Bloggess” off my life list! :)

So, after the great sock debacle of 2011 caused by yours truly having a pretty nonsensical idea of how big my dad’s feet are, I decided to try again. Cause I do not accept defeat. I have quit things I did not like for perfectly valid reasons, but I do not quit. TH (the husband) has encouraged my thinking I can do anything I put my mind to by inspiring me to watch movies like Road Trip.
Rubin:”I can teach you ancient philosophy in 46 hours.”
Josh: “Really?”
Rubin: “Yeah, I can teach Japanese to a monkey in 46 hours. The key is just finding a way to relate to the material.”

…and so, ladies and gentlemen, I found something to relate my dad’s foot size to….TH’s foot size. TH and my dad have VERY similarly sized feet, so, if I make a sock big enough to fit TH, I should be in the money. Now, it turns out that these men have much bigger feet than I do. I was SHOCKED at how big I had to make the sock to get it to fit him. I mean, he’s not a small guy, think Viking, and my dad has a sturdy frame too, but my gosh! I never realized how flipping large their feet are…or how much knitting would be required. I was mollified that TH was shocked by the size too.





The good news is that a. I have pretty bluebonnet pics of a sock in progress and b. if the socks don’t fit my dad or he just doesn’t like the yarn colorway, TH is going to have a nice new pair of handknit socks. And there are few things I love more than a solid plan B.

I knitted up some socks for my dad for Christmas, but alas they were a tad too small. Turns out his feet are more 12W than just 12’s…my bad. The reason for this post delay is that I was a bit sad after the fail, so I had to let the wound heal before I ripped the scab off for the world to see. Ok, that metaphor took a gross turn, but hopefully you get what I’m sayin.

I’ll end up giving these socks to someone else….once I find them a good home. The fault was definitely on the part of the knitter. I even had someone try them on and tell me they were a bit small, but I told myself I could just block them…a lot. Turns out I couldn’t block them quite that much….trust me, I tried. Turns out boys have really big feet.

The pattern is Whippersnapper by Hunter Hammersen and I liked it and the Madeline Tosh yarn. At some point, I think I’m going to make some Whippersnappers for myself….some smaller girly whippersnappers for feet that I’ve had much better luck fitting…sure do love the pattern though. Elegant and easy to memorize. right up my alley!