it was saturday night...i had finished my first sock earlier that day...it didn't fit...it was too big...but it was my first sock...i was proud and happy...so what if it was too big...it would make a great puppet for ds...so i chugged along on my 2nd sock...all along a nagging voice in my head...*it's too big...you should frog it...it's too big*...i finally gave it a big kiss goodbye...dh just happened to walk into the room at the same time..."uhh why are you kissing a sock?" i got caught this time [:00]
That is toooooo funny! I get caught all the time dancing with my socks. When I finally finish one (or two) I do a little song and dance (the "looky-looky what I did, ta-da" dance)