Finally, pictures. I think I need to be a little more attentive to measurements and stop when the foot measures seven inches from the end of the toes to the beginning of the heel; they ended up being not quite as snug as I wanted, but the next pair will be better now that I know what I'm doing. It's too hot to wear these right now, though, so I just put them on for picture purposes and whipped them back off again as soon as I was finished.
I've just cast on the toes for the next pair: purple toes and heels to go with Christine's yarn. I'm not sure what she used to dye it, but the colors--I'm sure I've said this before--remind me of Johnny Jump-Ups, which is what I'll probably call the socks for filing purposes.
The heat is really getting to me. It's been stormy here, but this hasn't lessened the humidity--go figure: rain=higher humidity--and I feel sluggish and ill because of the heat. Right now I'm hiding in my room with the air conditioner on and have no plans to poke my nose out the door unless the dog needs to go out or the house decides to burn down. It's okay, though, because I have a stack of library books to keep me occupied, and I've got socks to knit.
Dad wants to go to New England in August; I've told him he's nuts, especially because he wants to drive. I mean, really. He's driving here from Minnesota, which is already a huge distance and huge expense and huge amount of gas; I'm not sure he'll turn right around and drive to New England the minute he gets here, but after at least a couple days of recovering, he'll want to bundle into the car and get started, which will be another huge distance and another huge amount of gas. It'll be nice to get out of town for a bit, I admit, but... it's really a quandary.