The unexpected benefits of blogging about Socks.

Ok, you may wonder, what ARE the unexpected benefits of blogging about socks?  (You also may not wonder, but I’m going to tell you anyways).   The Unexpected Sock Benefits occurred because I blogged this post, or possibly it may have been this post, and I am now the proud possessor of a pair of FREE, cute and quirky socks, all the way from Sweden!

How did this happen? I hear you ask – well, actually I didn’t hear you, but for the sake of the continuation of this post let’s pretend that I did, ok? – Ok.

Back in early December I received an email from Christoffer and here is part of what he wrote:

I found your blog while googling for Sock blogs. It was a bad finding since you obviously don’t blog about socks, but we still liked your blog so I’d like to ask you anyway… Would you like us to send you a pair of socks and let you review it on your blog? If you also took a picture of the socks (preferably on you) that would of course be great, and we would post in on our instagram.

Now, the offer of a free pair of socks is nothing to turn your nose up at, or more pertinently your toes – especially when you live where I do and Winter seems determined to make your toes emulate frozen granite.  So, after checking out his website to make sure he was a person of sock-integrity, and being reassured that he was indeed offering quality feet apparel, I emailed him right back and said Yes, and thank you very much.

All in good time, well, Monday actually, The Socks arrived.  I excitedly ripped the package open, oohed and aahed, and stuck those beauties on my aching feet ( I had been wearing wedge sandals at work all day, and my feet were a little sore).  I’m actually wearing them now as I write this post (don’t worry, I haven’t been wearing them all the time since Monday evening, it’s just coincidence) as they are very soft and comfy.  More importantly, they don’t pinch my toes and are not bulky and heavy like some socks.  I actually prefer to have bare feet mostly, so when I wear socks they need to be good socks.  Check out the photos below showing the cute design.

 

 

So, there you go, the unexpected benefits of blogging about socks!

Now, what would happen if I blogged about a new car, fancy techie stuff I can’t afford or winning the lottery …..

Sock Juggling

Last night I had a dream …. and since this is MY dream, you can be assured it was not of your pedestrian, fluffy clouds and cats, happily ever-after variety of dream.

No, in MY dream I composed and sang a poem about sock-juggling, whilst sock-juggling!

socks

 

(Essential supplies for sock-juggling dreamers)

 

Now, I have never aspired to be a sock-juggler. I’ve never heard of such a thing before, and I can’t imagine what that job description/life choice would encompass, but I was pretty impressed with my dream ability to create a long rhyme about sock-juggling, in front of a live audience, whilst singing said rhyme!

(Oh, and in case you were wondering – I was NOT a good sock-juggler, at least not until I figured I needed to roll them into a ball before attempting to juggle them!)

I don’t know what caused me to dream such a thing, no strange foods or liquids were consumed prior to attempting to sleep. Surely, the abnormal (for me) second cup of coffee at 3pm, which caused my earlier lack of sleep, could not have tripped a switch in my brain over to “ridiculous things to dream about”, could it?

Right now I can’t stop thinking about sock-juggling, and I just know that I am going to have to write something about it before it will leave me in peace.

Bet you’re looking forward to that one. 🙂

P.S – I just “googled” sock juggling – and hey, people actually do this, albeit with socks filled with rice, or some such.  Wussies, mine were just plain socks, much harder to juggle them with no weight (even in a dream) 🙂

Question 12 – Socks and Partnerships

Why is it that although socks are sold in a pair, they long to be singles?

Why do some socks seem to have an apparent natural urge to separate from their sock partner as soon as possible?

Why is their partnership with another sock so anathema to them that they must find the first feasible way to enter sock singledom?

Some use the washing machine as the perfect venue, others the back of the couch, more adventurous socks have even been found at the bottom of the freezer!  Some let the cat or dog take them away, some sneakily climb into the garbage can rather than stay another moment with their designated sock partner.

What can we do about this?  Should socks have free choice in selecting their partner?  How can we impose on them our own ideas of what a perfect sock partnership should look like?  Should we buy our socks in singles, and gently introduce them to another sock?  Perhaps they are the kind of sock that is attracted to an opposite?  Do we mix stripes with plain, work socks with sport socks, cotton with spandex?

socks An example of Free Choice Partnerships in Socks!

Show your support for Free Choice Partnerships in Socks, by not wearing an pre-paired “Perfect Pair” tomorrow (if you dare)!

If you have a sock story, or a theory of socks and partnerships, please let me know.

yours in sincere socky anticipation