Roses are red

I am really not too fond of Valentines Day. I am not opposed to having an extra special day, but those damn marketing ploys really take it over the edge. How many campy stuffed animals and pepto bismol pink things do people really need? I could go on and on.

Hubby and I don't really do anything that most people celebrate, such as Vday. We don't exchange gifts or anything. We're lucky to have everything we could want, and if want anything material, we can get it ourselves. I would not want him to buy yarn for me (he might accidentally buy acrylic for his yarn snob wife), nor would he want me to buy any techie things for him (I used a cell phone held together by a wire and rubber band for 8 months.) Anyways, we do at least do try to do something together, but nothing extraordinary. Well, unlike me, hubby is rather dutiful and sends me beautiful & fragrant roses every year.

This year, since I now have a little more time, I made him two of his favorites: Chicken Marsala and Tiramisu. We kept it simple, as usual -- we ate in the kitchen, had the TV on, and hubby flipped though a magazine while he ate.

Roses are red,
Hubby's socks are blue,
He loves that English actor
By the name of Hugh.

After dinner, we went to see hubby's man-crush, Hugh Grant in Music and Lyrics. Yes, he really wanted to see the movie, as he does for all of Hugh's movies. Hubby thought the movie was flawed: bad script, no good chemistry between the actors, and bad acting/character development for Drew Barrymore's role. However, in true devotion to his idol, hubby declared that Hugh was his usual wonderful self. His loyalty and adoration for Hugh was even part of the best man's speech and many jokes at our wedding. I predict that the combination of hubby's adulaltion and goofy nature will inevitably lead to his spontaneous off-key singing, dancing and hip shaking in imitation of his man-love at home, and worse, in public. Man, I'm doomed.

If I weren't devoted to hubby, I don't know if I 'd be able to endure his public theatrics, nor would I have finished knitting his socks. I highly doubt I would ever make another pair, unless another loved one asks me to.


Project: Hubby's socks
Pattern: Many bad patterns, and several ones I had to reference because of the bad patterns. I used this, which had many errors, checked this, referenced some books, and altered to suit my tastes.
Yarn: MC- KnitPicks Swish in Bare (100% Superwash Wool), which I dyed various shades of blue and seagreen; CC - KnitPicks Swish in Coast Grey
Needles: US #5 and US #6