Socky Balboa

The other?night, The Boy tested for his green belt with black stripe in karate. While he was testing, I was knitting. And knitting. And knitting. In fact, I even started on the heel of the sock I was knitting.

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Can I just say that I am so loving this sock? The yarn is by Creatively Dyed?Yarns. It is 14 different kinds of awesome. Anyway, when I showed B, he made appropriately encouraging noises and remarks.

And then he said, “You’re like Socky Balboa. That’s your new name.”

Me: Do I get a theme song?

And then we turned our attention back to the testing. Later that evening, after we got home and shortly before I fell asleep, B came in the bedroom to gloat.

B: I defiled your blog. [insert evil laugh here]

Me: Oh yeah?

B: Yeah, I left a comment that says your name is Socky Balboa. I defiled your blog!

Me: Ok.

B: Actually, I just revealed what a huge dork I am.

Me: Yeah, pretty much. But that’s why I married you.

B: Because I’m a dork?

Me: Exactly.

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