Frog In North Georgia

Socks

I have decided that my SIL has an amazing talent for choosing socks.  It could be her superpower even.  That probably doesn’t sound like the compliment that I mean it to be.  But I’m a practical person, and therefore a huge fan of talents that are useful.

Last year, or possibly the year before (I suck at chronology) she and BIL went to visit her family in great white North as I like to call it (Minnesota) or as DH says, on the frozen tundra, then returned to not as cold Georgia with socks as gifts for everybody.  I thought it was cute.  Until I wore the socks.  Now I think it is terrific.  I had absolutely no idea that socks could function this well as a foot warming device.

I could also be exaggerating her sock choosing talent because I might suck at choosing socks just as much as I do at telling time.  I’ve been a slow learner about dressing in layers and other techniques of keeping oneself warm.  It’s from years of living in warm climates I’m certain.

Whatever, at least one year later I am ridiculously pleased with these two pairs of socks.  I ended up with two by accident.  One pair was given to DH, but are too small for him.  So I have two pair, lucky me.

Tags: choosing socks, dressing in layers, foot warming.