I had quite a discussion with my socks. I asked them where the heck they’d been and what they were doing hiding under my unmentionables.
They were silent and have crept to their place in the sock drawer, where they are sulking.
I do hope that I’m not going to find a swarm of little baby anklets in that drawer any time soon.
On Monday, the very day that the socks returned, PI had a huge spike in visitors that doubled the average (yeah, yeah… 20 instead of 10 
). All of the new visitors came from one country. I wonder where that sock has been…
OK. It’s not spring yet and there are no holidays coming up (at least in the USA) and I think it’s time for a contest. The picture is of three skeins of yarn that I am offering as prizes. From top to bottom, they are:
- Socks That Rock in a no-longer available colorway: Kryptonite
- Mountain colors Weavers Wool Quarters (this is the 100% wool yarn) in colorway Mountain Twilight.
- A Fleece Artist Merino Sock Kit that comes with a sock pattern on the label. It’s a little vague about the colorway, but it’s a very nice mix of green, blue, pink and gold.
Contest rules:
Leave a comment on this post with:
1) The country you think the Monday visitors came from.
2) What you think my socks were doing in that country. (tie breaker)
If more than three people guess the correct country, the explanation that I find most amusing will determine the winners. Yes, this will be purely subjective.
If less than three people guess the correct country, those who do will win the top prizes and I’ll pick the remaining winners from amongst the best explanations of sock travel.
If nobody gets the country right, winners will be determined solely by which explanations most tickled me.
Winner #1 can choose which skein he/she wants, Winner #2 can pick from the remaining two skeins, and Winner #3 gets the remaining skein.
Contest ends… midnight on this coming Saturday, 03/17. I’ll contact the winners some time in the following week, depending on how crazy my life is. 
I’ll give y’all one little hint: You can look at the little clustermaps thingy in the right-hand sidebar, gentle reader, but it won’t help you any.
Have fun. Let’s bring a little joy to our lives.
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1Your socks were on spring break. They were hanging out with so many swimsuits and nighties that, when they came back home, they got confused about where they belonged and thus ended up in with your “non-sock unmentionables.” Alcohol may have also been a factor in their confusion.
Remark from knitopia — Wednesday, 3/14/2007 @ 10:20 PM
Australia! The socks went down under for some rest and relaxation. The shrimp on the barbee (sp?) didn’t hurt either. While they were there they demonstrated your Magic Cast-On. A good time was had by all. Well, the socks were pretty jet-lagged so they had to rest up before you put them back to work. They new you wouldn’t think to look under the recently reorganized unmentionables. Cunning socks they are.
2Remark from Maia — Wednesday, 3/14/2007 @ 11:01 PM
They went to Italy, looking for books by a “poet from the Thirteenth Century.” Keep an eye on them, or they may take off again for Delacroix or Montague Street.
3Remark from Lia — Thursday, 3/15/2007 @ 12:06 AM
of course they’ve been on a naughty weekend to England and whilst there they went to see a show called ‘No Socks Please, We’re British’ which they both thoroughly enjoyed. You can see what the play is all about by following this link http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0070450/ …..No wonder they were missing for so long, they were exhausted!
4Remark from Marianne — Thursday, 3/15/2007 @ 12:14 AM
Germany!
5Due to daylight savings time changes, your socks got confused, assumed it was October, and headed to Germany for beer! Since they found no Octoberfest celebrations going on, they still drank copious amounts of alcohol and realized that once they arrived back home, they had to hide until the beer buzz wore off.
Remark from ~Kristie — Thursday, 3/15/2007 @ 1:27 AM
China. Your sock, I must warn you, is showing serious signs of becoming a sock-rights extremist. Disappearing for periods of time, refusal to discuss its actions…and we all know China’s record of sock abuse. I think your sock is running an underground resistance group.
Vive la resistance des chausettes!
6Remark from KT — Thursday, 3/15/2007 @ 3:13 AM
Why those socks were in France! Drinking wine, eating cheese and truffles and …. looking for a companion for your Clapotis! They had been listening to her song of woe - abandoned for another pair of socks! Their guilt overwhelmed them - almost, don’t forget the wine and cheese escapade - and they set out on their journey. After all - lingerie is French, oui?
7Remark from Kat — Thursday, 3/15/2007 @ 4:24 AM
Well!! I know EXACTLY where your socks have been!!! CANADA! and they seem to prefer a rather (ahem)kinky way of life?? I FINALLY located an errant sock (single btw) hiding in a sleeve of a sweatshirt of mine and it was exhausted!!!! I couldn’t for the life of me get it to lay with its lonely mate, or fold to go in the drawer where it BELONGS!! She kept smiling and humming something about “America the Beautiful” and “Land of Hope and Glory” and wandering off in a dream like state again!! This behaviour is totally unacceptable and I would ask you to keep better track of your “pair” as I certainly don’t want them coming around here any longer!!
8Perhaps a curfew? It is time we met and discussed this I think, or at least exchanged some type of conversation about it..
Remark from Susanne — Thursday, 3/15/2007 @ 6:28 AM
England, they toured England. Because they know one day Son #1 will be touring internationally. They didn’t make it to France or Germany yet, because they know there is still time.
9Remark from Knittech — Thursday, 3/15/2007 @ 7:00 AM
I think your socks were in Canada, helping the Yarn Harlot with her home renovation project! Good thing they didn’t get caught up in the sawdust fires…
10Remark from Denise — Thursday, 3/15/2007 @ 9:09 AM
i think your socks know my shoes.
11they love good shoes that don’t rub them threadbare so when they heard about mine, they had to visit! unfortunately we had company from israel, iran, kuwait, afghanistan and armenia. I can’t tell you which country they went to out of protection for the socks, but they are socks of Peace Salaam Shalom. they have been spreading peace where ever they trod.
Remark from yarnyenta — Thursday, 3/15/2007 @ 9:32 AM
Russia. Your socks went to Russia where they would be truly appreciated for the fine knitting crafts-womans-ship that went into their creation. I think they returned only when their hosts ran out of vodka. That, or they got tired of drinking it as straight shots and came home to get some mixers.
12Remark from Lori Rode — Thursday, 3/15/2007 @ 12:51 PM
Ok, I admit it. They came to visit me here in Japan. Since they are so pretty, I took them around Tokyo and introduced them to all my friends They now have an affinity for sushi, sake, and bamboo needles. I miss their cheerfulness. Please tell them konichi-wa.
13Remark from Rhonda — Thursday, 3/15/2007 @ 2:39 PM
Your socks, m’dear were in Ireland. Oddly enough they were in search of some green beer to celebrate the St. Pat’s holiday. As folks aren’t as keen on green beer in Ireland as your socks expected, they toured around a bit to taste test substitute beverages. (They tried “Rolling Rock” - hey, the bottle is green. And they finally settled on “Good Ole Frothing Slosh -
14“the pale stale ale with the foam on the bottom”. Well, after all that travel and slurping, they tip-toed on home and quietly concealed themselves so when found, all traces of the distilled hops would be long gone. (And you, being so delighted to find them would forget how disappointed you were that they had trotted off.)
Remark from LadyLock — Thursday, 3/15/2007 @ 8:33 PM
your socks latest stop was in canada, the last leg of a world tour to prove indeed that they, even as sock candy, could also be socks rock, and rock they did. rock out with your socks out!
p.s. found you from Knitty, love your cast-on, can’t wait to try it, spanx!
15Remark from sean — Thursday, 3/15/2007 @ 8:54 PM
Hmmm….I’m guessing the socks went off to Germany in search of some really stylish, comfortable shoes.
16Remark from Kathy — Friday, 3/16/2007 @ 2:03 PM
Your socks went to Canada where they visited all of the sites. Their favorites were the Harlot’s bedroom and, of course, Butchart Gardens. I heard one of them woke up in the middle of the night saying “Victoria was beautiful, Toronto is burning”. They were trying to find a home where they would be appreciated for the cozy warm footwear they are, instead of being stuck in a drawer. You’re going to have to assert your authority and threaten them with being darned to your slippers if they continue to be naughty.
17Remark from Margie — Friday, 3/16/2007 @ 7:45 PM
If a sock wants to stay hidden, it will hide in plain sight. So I think your socks were right here in the good old US of A but they shifted one state to the left and two states down.
18Remark from Sue — Friday, 3/16/2007 @ 7:47 PM
Oops! Since you are in Oregon, it must have been one state to the right and two states down. Sorry for the misdirection.
19Remark from Sue — Friday, 3/16/2007 @ 7:50 PM
That’s great you found the socks. By any chance were they lurking with a box of low-shank presser feet? Mine are missing… Did the socks almost fall for one of those banking scams from NIGERIA? And then hide out amongst your unmentionables to get over their embarassment?
20Remark from auntiemichal — Saturday, 3/17/2007 @ 12:12 AM
They were in Greenland, rescuing all the odd socks that get lost in the wash, because that’s where lost socks go when the dryer eats them.
21Remark from jen — Saturday, 3/17/2007 @ 7:54 AM
The wayward socks were chillin’ the other day, reading your blog. One of them looked over at the news section in the sidebar….
22“Hey, Sock Buddy, check out all the news about war.”
“Gaw! That’s all it says over there — war and more war. What’s a peace-loving sock to do!? And did ya see those camo socks? Last name is Monsoon is what I heard.”
“Sounds like a storm is brewing ’round here. We need to run or hide or… something!”
“I know! Let’s head over the border — like they did in the 60s. Dig?”
So they headed to Canada to escape all the news about war. So, you ask, why did you find them in the unmentionables drawer? Well… in the true spirit of the 60s and revolution and all, they stopped for a bra to burn once they got to Canada. (They picked a pink lace underwire.) And they dropped in to see the Harlot’s sock, too, but it was on the road again.
When they heard rumors of how Son #1 was being persecuted…questioned and tortured even…over their disappearance, they high-tailed it back to Oregon. They stopped off to return the bra that they never did get around to burning, and that’s when they were found.
Remark from Becky — Saturday, 3/17/2007 @ 12:42 PM
Oh, all those blog visitors from another county? They were Canadians. Word got out that a ransom might be offered for clues as to the socks’ whereabouts. They didn’t comment, though, since the socks had been discovered.
23Remark from Becky — Saturday, 3/17/2007 @ 12:50 PM