Today I got a pedicure. My toenails are now a very bright green. I liked to knit while getting a pedicure, it makes me less self-conscious about my feet. The women at the pedicure place, all make over my knitting and it does give me a tiny (really) ego boost.
I was knitting along and doing fine and then, as it often does, calamity ensued. I dropped a stitch on another pair of the lacy summer socks, I keep in my car for outside knitting. I knew I would need a crochet hook to fix the mistake, so I packed up my knitting and put it all away. My pedicurist looked up and said, "Why did you stop?"
I gave her a chagrined look and said, "I can't I dropped a stitch."
She immediately began looking around on the floor, and then before I could stop her she starts splashing around in the foot bath looking for my dropped stitch. I must admit I laughed out loud when I told her to it was okay. I explained the stitch was in my sock and not something that fell on the floor. She smiled at me, but as a non-knitter I don't think she ever got that nothing was actually "dropped." What she did get was a good tip for being so concerned about my knitting.