Finally, something for my husband

Just about every guy I dated got something handmade from me. A blanket, or a scarf, or a throw. Except for my husband. Maybe that means something...

Anyhoo, I took a sock-knitting class last month. I had always wanted to try socks, but I needed someone to walk me through it. It was a great class.

It turns out the socks fit my husband quite well. And he loves them!

He makes a great foot model, no?