My husband was complaining about his socks the other day. I'm thinking, "Get over it, there's nothing wrong with your socks, except the fact that the mud stains don't come out."
Now I understand, sigh. When I took them out of the dryer the other day, it was like pulling on snakes. Each sock just kept coming and coming, no end in sight. I went to fold them and collapsed with laughter. These danged things are now, get this, 27" long. I measured them. 27" long is a wee bit too long. My husband may be tall, but he is not 7 feet tall.
I'm going to use them and make myself some long underwear, footed long johns for this winter. I should be able to have fully fashioned, butt and foot warmers! Maybe I'll embroider them.
Best!
