The Joy of Socks....
I received some socks for Christmas.
This was my favourite present, partly because I actually needed socks and shopping bores me, but also because it brought unexpected memories and emotions...
The people who buy you socks are the people who love you. They buy you socks because they want your feet to be warm and comfortable. They know that socks will often not be appreciated, but they do not seek thanks.
Your Welsh nan might buy you sanau. Your practical German aunt might send you Socken. The Polish lady next door might pass you skarpety over the garden wall.
Always appreciate such people, kids. The people who give you socks have real love in their hearts.
Happy New Year, my friends. Be happy. ;)
And thank you all for all of your wonderful replies!! They have really brightened my new year. ;)
I did not receive any socks from my wife this year--for Christmas, or our anniversary, or my birthday, when she usually would give me pairs--but it's simply because she has knit so many for me already, from a nice blend of alpaca wool and just my size of course, that she'll wait to knit more until some of these have worn out and must be discarded. Socks have been my favorite present for years. You're absolutely right about them as a gift. It's nice that you posted about this.
I knit socks or mittens for family at Christmas, 12 items in all, and having been doing so for the past 10 years. This year, they said that next year, we will draw lots and each adult gives a gift to only one adult. I am sad because now I am deprived of all the fun and planning that I have knitting every year in anticipation of Christmas.
Thanks for letting me vent, Duolingo community.
I've knitted lots of socks too. I am in a profession where there are many young colleagues who have babies all the time. I've switched to knitting baby cardigans. It is as addictive as knitting socks. That said, I am also knitting socks for my partner. He is originally from Bali and I found wool with colours inspired by different countries and they also had Bali-inspired wool!
Never looked at it that way before..... I like your way of thinking and your bang on the money, those that love you don't want all the gratitude that the grand gesture gets, they just want you to be happy and comfortable.... I bought my wife some socks this year, my mum bought me some socks, the two women in my life, whom I love, I also love my dog but socks wouldn't last too long where we walk! Thanks for the post, you've got me thinking today and that's a good thing!
In the past I have bought thick, wool socks for girlfriends who have complained of cold feet in winter (not Xmas presents - just off the cuff gifts).
On both occasions I was better "rewarded" than if I had spent twenty times the price in the lingerie section.
Oh happy days........
lucky you. my niece bought me a big jar of a very crunch pub mix snack. I am old and haven't had teeth for years, and my dentures broke a couple of years ago..
she might have known this is she (like almost all of my family) ever bothered to come to visit me or their grandmother (my 80 year old mom who I take care of), or call more than once every three or four months. Funny how they always expect me amd mom to make the 2 hour drive to her place for the family christmas though.
Enjoyed your post. Reading it made me think of when I was growing up and my siblings and I would spend the week after Christmas with my grandmother in Queens, New York.
My grandmother’s landlady was a German immigrant who was very skilled in knitting and crocheting. Each Christmas she would give me and my sister a pair of slipper socks that she’d made. I’m sure there were (and are) some pint-size fashionistas out there who would be appalled at such a gift, but the slipper socks were warm and comfy and we loved them.
Reading your post (and the fact that I’m hoping to start German sometime in 2020) brought back some happy memories of Christmas holidays with my grandmother, handmade slipper socks, and the very nice lady who made them.
So I was working at my clothing store the other day and this guy came in wanting to buy something but he only spoke Spanish. I pointed to a shirt, he shook his head no. I pointed to a pair of pants, he shook his head no. I pointed to a pair of socks and he said "Eso si que es!" and I replied, well why didn't you say so in the first place. (you gotta say the phrase out loud to get it)
This off the topic of socks. But my aunt's mother lost her husband and spends Christmas with us now. She knitted this little tissue box cover , one for everyone. She even took the time to knit something that she knew the person would like. She's very nice. Homemade gifts are awesome.
Just in case people were downvoting the post for irrelevance, here is the logic behind it:
And Dumbledore did die. And JK Rowling did say he was gay.
Whether or not there is a gay heaven for atheist wizards is a question for theologians.
Once I saw this guy on a bridge about to jump. I said, "Don't do it!" He said, "Nobody loves me." I said, "God loves you. Do you believe in God?"
He said, "Yes." I said, "Are you a Christian or a Jew?" He said, "A Christian." I said, "Me, too! Protestant or Catholic?" He said, "Protestant." I said, "Me, too! What franchise?" He said, "Baptist." I said, "Me, too! Northern Baptist or Southern Baptist?" He said, "Northern Baptist." I said, "Me, too! Northern Conservative Baptist or Northern Liberal Baptist?"
He said, "Northern Conservative Baptist." I said, "Me, too! Northern Conservative Baptist Great Lakes Region, or Northern Conservative Baptist Eastern Region?" He said, "Northern Conservative Baptist Great Lakes Region." I said, "Me, too!"
Northern Conservative†Baptist Great Lakes Region Council of 1879, or Northern Conservative Baptist Great Lakes Region Council of 1912?" He said, "Northern Conservative Baptist Great Lakes Region Council of 1912." I said, "Die, heretic!" And I pushed him over.
PS: I admit I steal jokes like every comedian does but the one above was once voted the funniest religious joke of all time. I don't think I could get away with claiming it. Emo Phillips is the guy to give credit to and he has some other good ones like this shorter one:
"So I'm at the wailing wall, standing there like a moron, with my harpoon."
When I started living in warmer climates, I wore less and less socks. One of my favorite pair of socks were Finnish cross-country skiing socks. Best pair of socks I ever owned and kept them even though my skiing days are long past. Was thinking of mounting them on a wall for memories sake as they served me well skiing and backpacking in frigid weather. Now they are receptacles/dispensers for plastic bags. One other pair of black socks I keep in my car in case my wife talks too much...