Hey! Did you guys notice the color! That color will show up under any length pants. It's almost neon! The yarn was left over from a scarf, hat and mittens set. Imabest, I found the "toe-up" pattern on the net. It was from one of the links that were shared on the other thread about socks. Judt a minute, I'll get it....... Here it is! This is what I used to start it, but since it became like a foreign language, I couldn't follw through. http://sarah-knits.blogspot.com/2006/06/toe-up-sock-pattern-invisible-double.html (doesn't that picture look just like mine!!!! LOL) Dances, You have me almost encouraged enough to try again. I had to laugh at your comment about having with "A" hole in the gusset. I ended up with a bunch of them. Sheilaj, I know I just need to get a commen cense understanding of turning the heel. I'm getting that by looking at my boughten socks. I did like the feel of that first one.

I'm back home with hopefully a better connection now lol. Thanks everyone I appreciate the help. Tami I will send you an email in a little while. You posted a minute before I did it looks like and I logged off without coming back in to look...sigh sorry I missed it. Flamey tell your DM I wish she could come into my living room to show me how she does her hairy heels and tricky toes lol. My DM crochets and she looks at me like I've suddenly grown two heads if I even try to get her to help me learn this stuff lol. Very funny OJ! Thanks Donna, I had that part figured out but I didn't know if I needed to re-arrange the stitches so that my join was in the middle of the heel stitches or just to one side like they are now, I use the join as a reference spot when I turn the heels on DPN's. Thank you too Dances, I think I might like this method it's a little bit awkward at first making sure you have the working yarn in the right position when you turn to knit the other side I'm hoping Tami has some advice to make this a bit easier lol.

So many good suggestions! So many new socks to try! Thanks everyone!! I'm glad I'm not the only one who goes mad over those dumb toe seams. I think I get it from my nana--she was always looking for socks without toe seams. Funny thing is, her feet were double-narrows, and I got duck feet. I have occasionally tried turning socks inside-out, but if that seam gets between my pinkie toe and the shoe, it's murder--inside-out or not! Dances, you're the only knitter I know. Don't worry, I know you're busy. And I think the fluffery, intricate bits on the edge are very, very, very, very pretty, and the color's just perfect. Chemocurl, that seems (seams? HA!) like a really good price on Ebay. I'll have to check those out. Yeah yeah, Liz, rub it in that you don't hafta wear socks! I love socks, but I LOVE going sockless. *sigh* Why do I hear an echo of someone saying "You'll catch your death of cold if you don't put some socks on!" Oh crud, I've got to get back to work! Sorry if I didn't have time to reply to you directly! THANK YOU for the input! One last thing--Moni, I DO have power now! Everything has thawed out now but my feet! I saw your tree damage (poor tree!); want to see mine? The 2nd and 3rd posts down on my blog are about my very very sad sycamore: My blog

K-4 I attended in California and it was great because there was a communal room in the middle for the kids in 3-5 grade. We'd sit in there and a male teacher, who had brown curly hair would play his guitar. I loved singing the songs together. We read from the Lippincott series books and I can remember the diamond pattern on the books. That's the place where I was being bullied so much I was afraid to walk to school by myself. What was my mom thinking?! But one day, she sat behind me and grabbed my braid and held on. I sat perfectly still and took what she dished out. Never bothered me again. I think it taught me a lot. I may have gone too far in the standing up for myself arena. We also went on field trips to the marina/wharf and looked at all the sea life. That instilled a life long love affair! That same school had a free summer school and it wasn't the kind that was a punishment. You could learn ballet, or it had book clubs, or all kinds of things! You signed up for it at the end of school and no one left without something fun to do for summer. 5-6 grade I got to go school with my younger sister, and my only sibling with whom I ever was able to attend. I stood up to her bully. She had some kid pouring milk on her sandwiches and poking holes in it. Until I said no more. I was leaps and bounds ahead of all of the kids at that school after my other school in a different state, they did things like put me in a very select program to do things like memorize the Gettysburg address, and I could go to a State Legislature meeting. That school instilled my love of law and it's one where I've done many things in my lifetime, unofficially. Many of my friends are lawyers. I liked the bathroom which had a communal sink and you pushed the lever to start the water with your foot, but it was circular, so it looked like a sprinkler system. It was cool. We had field day and I'd never done that before. You'd get two tickets for cokes (not soda, not colas, coke!!! even if you wanted a sprite) for the day, but by the end of the day, if you hadn't already gotten both, your second one would be a "suicide", which meant whatever was left all mixed together. Team work was fun, but so was sprinting the 100 yard dash and doing well on my own. Loved it there. 7-8 (the year after I left here, it changed to middle school instead of junior high and they combined 5-8 grade) I attended a small school with really great teachers, one of which everyone loved! that sang to me every day. In band, we would goof off in class before it started by singing and playing our instruments to Rockin' Robin. It was fun and when I tried out for cheerleading, I made it past the teachers, but didn't want to go on to the next level and try out in front of the students. Quickly changed my mind. I found out about juvenile diabetes since Pam had it, and she'd leave class to give herself a shot on occasion. She was a cheerleader at our high school. And a flute player! Our principal looked like Abraham Lincoln. Our flirty Vice Principal came to school with a black eye one day, saying a tree branch hit him. No one believed him and it was rumored he was "the other man". HA! We were probably completely off base. Poor guy. 9-12 we had ugly gym shorts, but those one piece deals were lying around in the locker room, so it must've just changed when I got there. My brother's class had had a smoking hall inside the school, but when I got there, it was outside the lunchroom in a spot that now has tables that always look abused. My son is in their marching band. His academic school is across town. Anyway, it was a great school and I learned loads, but the scandals were that my junior class English teacher was a Playboy bunny, and the janitor ended up being a cop at the end of the year. I don't think drugs were rampant there? I was never asked, or saw anyone with drugs, but he arrested people. It was a great school. I think my junior year was the year we won State Championships in every area but football: Academic Olympics, band, track, volleyball, basketball, and baseball. Maybe more! Mookie Betts graduated from my high school.