...means knitting. Here are the toes of my new socks. They look more like a supermodern bikini top so far.
Now, if you know me and you think for a moment, you may perhaps realize that I don't wear socks. So, what's the deal? I am on vacation and I started looking for classes and projects to fill the gap in my life purpose. The toe-up socks class fit my schedule. They're fun to do. Maybe this wil be the year of the sock like 2006-2007 was the year of the dishcloth. Maybe I will give many away. Maybe I will actually wear them, they feel pretty nice.
Update on my neck: I finally went to the doctor and was prescribed the same pain pills my husband was taking, which makes me feel better for taking a couple, along with a muscle relaxer. After about 5 days I believe reached complete recovery. In the intervening time I stage-managed our spring concert (recital) at the ballet school for which I choreographed 49 minutes and staged another 30 minutes of dance. Then I left on vacation with my husband and mini-me (but not before taking the first sock class!)
A few token photos of our concert I pilfered from my students' facebook pages.
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