LunaKnIT

Quite a few of my friends are crazy in one way or another. Titi, however, has her own brand of crazy. She showed up for what I thought was a casual visit, but she sprang a regular birthday bonanza on me, replete with socks, cheesecake, and green eggs.


Here's the cheesecake. It's chocolate Mocha, high as the sky, decadent as all get out, and low-fat, to boot.


She's knit two things before in her life-- a scarf for her father when she was about nine years old (which we both agree doesn't really count) and a pair of socks for herself about a month ago-- before she moved on to a pair of stop-in-your-tracks socks for me. I'm impressed with her fearlessness in stubbornly taking on projects for which she's not put in the requisite hours of practice and depressed by the swiftness with which she acquires new skills. Just take a look at these beauties.

Stripes are all around, tulips are on the heels, and she even hand-dyed the yarn with kool-aid! They fit perfectly, and are the most comfortable pair of socks I own.

The only problem is that they're almost too perfect to wear.
I feel as if I should frame them, instead.