A Simple Sock and A Simple Story

From this:

Photo courtesy of The Loopy Ewe (though I got my yarn at Ewe Knit in TO)

To this:

Feet courtesy of my mother (Note: they'll fit better when they're washed and dried)

Adorbs, yes?

And by way of brief anecdotes: Today, while we were out, my mother was asked about her form of insurance. When she told the requester that it was Medicare, the woman looked dubious. She asked again. My mother answered. And then she asked a third time - at which point my mother (having a bit of chemo brain) was convinced she had forgotten the name of her insurance provider. Turns out, as we detangled the matter, that the woman thought my mother was "no older than 40" (Medicare only kicks in at age 65)?!?! When I disabused her of the misunderstanding, by advising her that I (the daughter) am already 43, she disdainfully looked me up and down and retorted with "Well, I thought you were her friend."

Hmmm...

At least one of us is looking young.

So, what do you think of the socks??