Day 30: The Last Hurrah

Can you believe that this is the last day of NaBloPoMo? I can't but here it is. Wow. I did it. I'm so proud of me. While I'll be in a bit of a blog-hibernation, I definately think I will be updating this here blog more often than I used to. I think writing is really theraputic for me, even if no one reads this.

BUT I HAVE YARN PORN


Mmm Koigu. I think I'm in love.

I'm having trouble focusing. This is bad. This is a problem. It is all my father's fault. You see, my Dad had horrible eyesight. He wore Coke bottle bottom glasses essentially and I can always remember him saying when I was little, "I'm going upstairs to take out my eyes." (Daddy code for contact lenses) He was nearsighted with astigmatism. Then, in the early days of laser eye surgery, he had the procedure done. He could see again without glasses or contacts. Sadly, he passed the genes on to his children. I seemed to have gotten the best genes (My mutant teeth? Courtesy of my Dad). I've found lately that I can't tell if something is in focus when I'm looking through the viewfind in my camera. Its the stupid astigmatism giving me problems. Sigh. But! Look at the delicious yarn! Yum!

This is the sock that I've been working on for the boy. It's a pretty cool slip stitch pattern. Tonight I made the heel flap. Tomorrow the heel turning shall commence. I like turning the heels of socks a lot. I think its kind of magical. I go back and forth and back and forth and when I'm done, its this nifty little heel that I made by doing hardly anything special.