Life or Death
I have to say, my mom is cute (sometimes, other times, I hate her, but I’m entitled), this morning she’s cute. I’m at work and she calls, she called my work phone which indicates it was an emergency, she says “ok, this is life or death” and i’m thinking, crap, who did what. she goes on “they only have 2 skanes of that yarn i ordered for your socks and I need 3 skanes so the lady was wondering if you could choose a different color” the geek in me is thinking “this is why online businesses need to have their in stock inventory tied to their online ordering system, like duh” but that’s neither here nor there and as I tried to explain it to mom, she was like, “courtney, you need to pick a new color” ok, right, new color “what was the website” she tells me and I go and pick a new color for the socks that she’s going to knit me. instead of a nice combination of pinks and greens that’s totally out of my element
i’ve stepped back into my element and we’ve got blues (my favorite spectrum of colors) and purples (close enough to blue that I can deal with it)
OOOOOOH! Sock yarn. I lover me some good sock yarn. I like both choices. :)
I was so excited when mom asked if she could knit me socks that I told her about you and Cass. I really wanted the pink though, it’s different, very much not me, but instead I’m getting blue, but once she’s got the hang of knitting socks down, I bet I can get her to knit me some pink ones.