Taking a Drink at Glickman's
It was my sock, the retro rib sock, that so sadly met the fate of the coffee. Not just any coffee but Dunkin' Donuts (D&D) vanilla iced coffee with cream and sugar. Now, the New Englanders in the group may feel the gravity of the situation. D & D puts the cream and sugar in FOR you. Let's just say it's probably better we don't know what we're drinking. The buzzing in my head after I finish a LARGE is enough to tell me....we've got multiple staining agents here.
Hopefully it's nothing that a good soak can't take care of. If it doesn't work, well, I'm at peace with the sock's destiny. I will persevere, finish the sock, and feel a special attachment to the "special" variegation in the yarn.
Alas, I am not going to any kind of Sheep and Wool celebrations this weekend in a certain state that starts with the letter "M". However, I know that "As the Blog Turns" will slowly reveal all of the episodes. Have fun kids - just don't forget the sharpie's. Someone MUST embarrass themselves so that I feel better.
Me, I'll be sipping a Mint Julep with my Kentucky Boy watching the