I did something very daring a couple of weeks ago. I sent in a teaching proposal for the Sock Summit 2011. The call was sent out that there was a need for teachers and before my mind could figure out what my hands were doing, I was already typing away.
I haven’t taught a class of any kind in a few years. I really miss teaching. I use to teach beginning knitter classes at Michael’s Craft Store in Silverdale, Washington. I also taught loom knitting and holiday crafts. Before that, I use to teach makeup and costume design for the theatre.
When I saw there was a need for more teachers at the sock summit, I just couldn’t resist applying. I must admit that my proposal wasn’t the usual professionally written, double-spaced, formatted submission. But, it was funny as hell to write and read afterwards. If nothing else, the powers-that-be should get a good chuckle out of it.
We should be finding out soon whose proposal got accepted. I would say I’m waiting on pins and needles, but my pins are being used to block a scarf right now and my needles are currently being used to knit some socks. Good luck to all those who have applied.
There is this website call Ravelry.com. It is like Facebook for yarnies. Everyone who’s anyone that knits or crochets is there. On this site is a group that I chat with regarding the upcoming Sock Summit. Yes, you read that right. There is actually a summit where people talk about, teach, read, knit, and buy stuff dealing with the sacred and beloved knitted socks. (Unless you’ve been blessed enough to have wrapped your feet in a pair of hand knitted socks you wouldn’t understand.)
Anyway, in this group I’ve chatted with a couple of ladies who also had organ transplants. We’ve been joking around about going to the Sock Summit wearing some cool t-shirts that would identify us as the transplant posse. It’s a cute idea and one that recently got me thinking- how cool would it be to come up with some socks in support of organ transplant?
I’m still just toying with the idea, but I do think it would be neat to show up to the summit wearing some tricked out socks that really showed my organ transplant pride. What do you think?
So, if God be willing and the creek don’t rise, I plan on attending the sock summit next year. If you plan to be there come and find me and maybe we can chat over a nice ball of cashmere yarn. I’ll most likely be the one wearing the “ I *heart* my liver”, t-shirt and some funky socks to match. I should be easy to spot.
PS- if I do end up knitting the socks, I promise to post some pics.