Socks III

Do you have 15 minutes,

  and socks with holes in the heels,

   and a passion for recycling,

    and a few sewing skills,

and a need to make something? It happened here yesterday...and whaaaLA!

  I've already blogged about socks, twice, see, how much creativity they bring? Last summer I  got rid of them all and replaced them with all white, one size fits all and Abigail (the only girl), good luck! My "got rid of them" went as far as kicking the box around in the sewing room, I'm a hoarder, let's face it, I couldn't let them go. And here is the reason why: when moments of brilliant inspiration hit, take it out on a sock! make a potholder, a rag rug, and now, sock mitts!

  Ok, the idea isn't mine to claim. I'm sure someone else has already done this, in fact my real inspiration came about because Jeremiah got caught digging through the box, and yes, scissors in hand he was going to make a mitten.

  Necessity is the mother of invention. We need more things to leave lying about without a mate. These are all the rage in the Chipps house. Even Timothy wore his for hours, butt naked.

 Quick, you only have 10 minutes before the phone rings, before the newly trained dish washer brakes another jar, and you need to run someone to the toilet. I can't sit around waiting for the next piece of excitement, I must fill every moment with another mess making project. And no lie, it takes less than 15 minutes a pair. You can't even drive to Walmart in that amount of time to buy mittens, plus, no store lets you choose your thumb color.

 

Linked up this week to :

 Far Above Rubies

 Frugal Days