SSSK socks

The Slipped-Stitch Spiral Knitted socks are finally finished.

Two unexciting balls of self-striping patterned sock yarn used produced a unique blend of colors and patterns.

I didn’t try to match up the patterns on the second sock so they are both similar yet different.

I used up some stash yarn which was the purpose but I still have lots more to knit up.

When I knit another pair using this wonderful sock pattern, I will make the leg another inch or so longer.  Just my personal preference.

My SSSK socks

Between waiting for my felted purse to dry and figuring out the lining, I’ve made some progress on the Slipped-Stitch Spiral Knit socks.d-socks-005

Both yarn colors are somewhat subdued so the resulting pattern is less bold than the photo on the pattern.d-socks-004

And that’s fine with me.  My goal is to have another pair of socks and use up some of my stash.  Plus my yarn stash has more fingering weight yarns that have brighter colorways.d-socks-006

I bought something

It’s unusual for me to purchase a single knitting pattern.  Most patterns in my collection come from magazines, books, on-line (Ravelry mostly), and my head.

Wanting something simple to knit while watching Netflix or Amazon, I started a basic sock using some uninteresting yarn.


It was a GREAT price and has been in my yarn stash for at least 10 years.


Though I do like self-striping yarn, I wanted something to at least camouflage or mix up the stripes.

Enter Dorothy’s Slip Stitch Spiral Knit Socks.



This pattern uses two different patterned or self-striping sock yarns that will help eliminate some odd balls (pun intended) of yarn and be perfect for some new socks.


My two balls of yarn?  Purple, orange and white vs green, blue, and brown.


Should be interesting.  Thank you, Rachelle for suggesting a slipped-stitch texture!

Reactions: Installment 2

Mr. Aitch wears white socks.  Every.  Day.  He used to get holes in the toe so I started buying him Gold Toe® socks*.  No more holes in the toe.  Yay!  Now he gets holes on the bottom of the heel.  I need “Gold Toe and Heel” socks for him.  It seems that no matter how often I wash whites, he always runs out of white socks.  So I bought him another package of six pair last week.


Now the rest of the story:

This past Saturday I planted all the flowers and herbs I bought the week before.  I had to wait for a day when Mr. Aitch was available to move the bags of soil for me.

No sooner than I got started, I felt something on my arm.  Without looking I just brushed it away.  I have no idea what is was but my arm started itching immediately.  I ignored it until I was finished.


Please ignore my faded and stained planters.  I scrubbed them first.  Really, I did!

I got myself cleaned up and noticed the raised welt on my arm.  A drop or two of hand sanitizer usually calmed the itch for hours.  This time it worked for about two minutes.  I figured it was a spider bite since this has happened to me before.  In the past the site of the bite would swell up to the size of a small grapefruit.

Mr. Aitch suggested I take some Benadryl.  Benadryl and I don’t get along very well.  It makes me drowsy enough to be nonfunctional then causes nightmares when I do sleep.

When I went to the market Sunday morning after church, I asked the pharmacist what I could use to stop the itch.  Hydrocortisone cream.  I felt relief instantly.

I applied more to the bite area (including the gelatinous glob forming under the skin) before I went to bed but needed to cover it so the cream would stay on my arm and not get all over the sheets.  So I cut the top off of an old pair of holey white socks Mr. Aitch threw away as a way to cover the bite.


You’re going to have to trust me on this.  I cropped out the discolored holey part.  You can thank me later.

I asked Mr. Aitch to help me get the sock top over the medicated mess.


I told him I cut the top off of one of the new pairs of white socks I just bought him.


The look on his face was priceless.  I thought he was going into shock.

Just kidding, Honey!  It was an old sock.

Rarely do I pull one over on Mr. Aitch but I did this time.

*Note:  The opinions expressed here are mine and mine alone.  I received no, nada, zero, zilch compensation from the fine makers of GoldToe® socks.  I just wish that I did.