sock happens

it's been me versus the sock for the past couple of months. finally i put it aside for two weeks, because every time i'd get further, i'd end up hitting yet another step that baffled me, and i'd need some handholding, and i was running out of resources. but yesterday a friend took one look at my sock, pinpointed the problem and fixed it in about 7 minutes flat, gave me some helpful hints, and i was off and running. So now behold . . .



SOCK!!!

Now I'm raring to get started on sock numero dos, using what i learned with this one. Too bad the sock's a bit big and floppy -- i'm wondering if i can shrink it (the yarn's cotton). If it gets too tiny from shrinking, I can always block it and frame it and call it folk art, right?

And no, those aren't my hairy knuckles -- they belong to my faithful cheering section. Thanks, cheering section! And many thanks as well to the supportive group at Knitsmiths. The sock saga would have ended before it began without the help I got from so many of you. Who knew that a sock could mean so much?