The Ribber Fights Back…
Somehow, some way, some one told the ribber that I was all flaunting the fact that I managed to wrest a pair of ribbed socks from its cast-iron grip.
…and now its pissed at me.
The ribber and I are now locked in all-consuming death match. It is merciless.
Tags: CSM
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September 20th, 2007 at 11:59 am
Yikes. Best of luck.
September 20th, 2007 at 12:05 pm
Ouch! I sure hope your the winner
September 20th, 2007 at 1:33 pm
Time to show it who’s boss!
September 20th, 2007 at 1:43 pm
Yikes! I hope you come out the winner!
September 20th, 2007 at 4:22 pm
Give it h-ll! Actually, I’m a little envious of the machine, give it h-ll respectfully
September 20th, 2007 at 5:36 pm
Time to teach it a lesson … do the ribbing by hand
September 20th, 2007 at 9:22 pm
I have confidence that you will be triumphant–you are, after all, much smarter than the ribber and will dominate it in the end. Can’t wait to see the finished sock!
September 20th, 2007 at 10:25 pm
Oooh, I had to cover my eyes! Perhaps if you wrestle it to the ground and…nevermind, that probably won’t work. Maybe if you caress it lovingly…yeah, that might work. It’s worth a try, don’t you think?
September 21st, 2007 at 10:41 am
This sock machine may be cast iron, but it has no idea how stubborn and tuff Miss Jessalu can be! My money’s on you.
September 21st, 2007 at 11:58 am
uh-oh. Death match! I know that you have the strength to win!
(Shhhh. Got “the box” on Tuesday.)
September 21st, 2007 at 7:40 pm
That looks so scary!!!!
It does!
(who knows WHY? But all I can think of here is…..Knit, knitter, knitter, KNIT! Swing batter, batter, SWING! Sue lawyer, lawyer, SUE)
I’ll stop. I swear. I will.
September 25th, 2007 at 6:14 am
You are making rethink my fantasy of owning a CSM.
September 25th, 2007 at 10:20 am
That sounds dangerous!!