I don’t think it’s a coincidence that I often type a mildly naughty word instead of heel. My friendship with Devon was born of my first failed heel, and now Jessi is trying to help with the first toe-up short row heel, which after chatting with the pattern writer, I fear is a bigger mess than I thought. (Are the pictures any help at all? Can anyone see what I’ve done wrong!?)
However, the pretty little sock will have until Friday or Saturday to be heeled (that’s for you, Anne!), as when I head home this afternoon, I’ll have to finish packing and head to the airport. Cookbook University, here I come! I’m very sorry I won’t get to see any of Nashville while I’m there. It’s been over a decade since I’ve had time to putz around that city.
Oh – and someone remind me on Friday to submit my Short Story first line for the contest, okay?
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