I don’t know what it is about my genetic makeup but I never seem to get sick during the fall or winter, but ever since I was a kid I always seem to catch a spring or summer cold. I have been curled up on my couch for the past week with nary a needle in sight. The only thing I was up to doing other than tending to the kiddos was re-reading the Harry Potters so at least my time wasn’t wasted. Before I started feeling like I’d been hit by a bus full of snot I did get most of the second sock done. I managed to finish them up night before last. Somehow I made one a bit larger than the other but considering I’ve conquered the sock monster I am okay with that. I really dig the whole toe up thing and short row heels seem easy enough. I will confess that I think I would prefer really plain patterns. The sock yarn out there is so pretty it hardly needs much in the way of embellishment and I think socks make excellent TV knitting. I’m hoping to find a handful of really great plain-ish patterns to do over and over as I think My stash is about to get an infusion of sock yarn which it has heretofore been lacking. Now if I can master 2 at once I’ll be golden.

Remember a few posts back when I mentioned a neighbor’s run in with one of the legless nasties that call my part of Texas home? Well, yesterday we took an excursion to purchase yarn for Ladybug. She mentioned that she was tired of knitting with her ever faithful ball of pink yarn and wanted to make a scarf. She has a bit of difficulty with the first stitch in every row (not sure why exactly) so I mentioned that she might like to knit a scarf in the round. She quickly decided that she was in need of the 1st year version of the Hogwarts scarf in Gryffindor colors so we went stash diving. I had the necessary crimson but we were without the gold which brings me back to our outing. She found her yarn and I came home with a few with a few new wind chimes for the house. I go outside with a step ladder and hooks to hang the chimes and I am just about to walk to the back of my flowerbed where I would have brushed by my camellia bush when I happened to see this:

It took me a full body shiver and all of 3 seconds to throw it in reverse and take my butt back inside where I got these pictures from my den window. Sicko that I am, I continued to watch that nasty creature until I went to bed. It was still in it’s perch well after midnight. This morning it was gone. So, I really don’t like snakes but up until now I have been really thinking the threat was on the ground. After a bit of internet research I’m pretty sure that thing was a rat snake though most people around here call them chicken snakes. Fortunately not venomous but creepy nonetheless.