I bought the yarn for these on my birthday. It's still in the neighborhood of 90F down here, though, so I won't be able to wear them for a while. These are the first socks with toes properly grafted together, which I was able to do by–get this–reading the instructions and following them step by step. Imagine!
Yes, those are my black dress pants Sally is napping on. My fault for putting them in her spot.
This morning I found a hairball in the living room as long as my hand. Cursory forensic examination made me think it came from Sukey.