Stranded!

I don't know how any of you feel, but for me, the panic is starting to set in as the holiday season approaches and I count how many gifts I still need to make! And it's not just the gifts I want to make, it's the other things I wanted to accomplish this fall, like perhaps putting more items up on my etsy shop to make a bit of Christmas spending money. There just aren't enough hours in the days or days before Christmas.

So fortunately for me (well actually it's unfortunate, but we have to look on the bright side, don't we) I am without a car this weekend... and it is a long weekend, as I have Monday off from work for Veteran's Day. The car is in the shop and won't be ready until Tuesday.

I'm going to take this opportunity to get as much done as possible. However, it is now well past noon and so far today I have darned the holes in a pair of socks, checked my email, read a bunch of blogs, and started this blog post. None of these things are getting me any closer to my goals.  I really should get going, but before I do, let me share with you one of my finished objects.

This is a pair of socks I knit for my sister this the summer and just sent to her recently. (They don't count towards the Christmas knitting.)

They are knit in Black Bunny Fibers Silk Sock (55% wool and 45% silk) in the colorway "Irridescent". I think I may have "lost" some of the lace patterning because of the variegated colors, but they still are beautiful, and so, so soft.

The pattern is by Nancy Bush from the book Favorite Socks and were inspired by historical socks she had seen in museums. Nineteenth-century women's stockings had decorative stitches on the front only since that is all that would show beneath a long skirt.

FYI- I slipped them on for just this photo shoot before popping them in a nice wool wash and blocking them. (Just so you know Sis, I sent them to you clean ;-p )

Okay, so now it is time to go and get some serious work done. No more frittering of time. I'm going to ignore the fact that the living-room is dusty! But wait, hang on... it's time to feed the dog, and perhaps myself as well.