“You choose your friends by their character and your socks by their color.”

The morning is warmer than it has been. It is already 76˚, but not so far from the predicted high of 77˚. It is cloudy and will be cloudy on and off all day. The slight breeze is cooling on my back. The dogs are playing with new toys and each other. Usually they are napping by now. My plans for the day include a dump run later in the afternoon. My car is filled with trash bags, many of them filled with cat litter. Tonight is Magic Music Monday with the uke club. The theme is Get Together.

Yesterday my cousin Mitch and his wife Kelly came to visit Nala. They gave her to me to love when they knew that Nala would continue to attack their older and bigger boxer, Kyrie. They feared for Nala. Kelly brought toys and treats for both dogs. Nala was excited to see them. Henry was amazing. After his initial hesitancy, he let both of them pat him and scratch his back. Henry has come a long way. They thought Nala had grown and looked wonderful.

When I was a kid, I seldom wore a watch. It is the same now. I have watches, all needing batteries, in my bureau drawer. I only wear one when I’m traveling. My favorite is the one my mother gave me on my 50th birthday. It has a red leather strap and the watch is silver. I have another, the traditional gold watch though mine is green befitting the school colors, from the school district when I retired. The others were bought along the way.

I don’t need a watch. I make sure I’m where I need to be on time, actually a bit early. I hate to be late. I had a friend who was always late, even to my house for dinner. I used to give her an earlier time, a lie, as to when she was expected to be here. She was still late. I started serving dinner without her. She was put out. I had no sympathy.

When I was a kid, I wore socks all winter. Some had holes. I didn’t care, but my mother did so I made sure I wore socks with holes you couldn’t see. The older socks had no elastic left, and they bunched at my ankles which reminded me of my grandmother. Her hose was always bunched around her slippers. Sometimes my socks slid into my shoes. That was like walking on rocks. I’d stop and pull up my socks a few times on the way to school. I still have socks with holes. Sometimes I don’t even hide the holes. I don’t care if anyone sees them. I am becoming or maybe have become an eccentric old lady.

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6 Comments on ““You choose your friends by their character and your socks by their color.””

  1. Bob Says:

    Hi Kat,

    The cold front that brought the rain yesterday has cooled things down and it’s turned into a cloudy day with a high temperature of only 85°. Cold fronts are very unusual in August but climate change results in weird weather patterns.

    I feel absolutely naked without my watch even though I can just as easily check the time on my iPhone. It’s just not the same experience. I’m waiting for the launch of the iPhone 7 to see what new features I might want in a smart watch which I probably won’t use. My phony Chinese knockoff Rolex is probably not going to make until New Years. And not the Chinese New Year. I want an Apple Watch so that if I fall down in the street it will automatically call 911. 🙂

    No one else in my family wears a watch. My wife and kids use their phones. I’m the only one that cares about the time anyway. My wife usually asks me at least once a day why I’m looking at my watch. She doesn’t get it.

    I’m amazed that they actually gave you a gold watch when you retired. I always thought that was a joke.

    My mother in law was also always late and it didn’t seem to bother her. I used to joke that she would be late for her own funeral, she wasn’t. 🙂

    I only wear two kind of socks, black gold toe dress socks for work and white crew style athletic socks for days off worn with my white New Balance athletic shoes. It used to drive my wife crazy that I only wear plain socks. My mother in law once bought me Argyle style dress socks for a birthday gift. She had her son in laws confused and I wouldn’t wear them. Socks shouldn’t be a fashion statement and I didn’t want to give her the satisfaction of seeing me wearing them. 🙂

    • katry Says:

      Hi Bob,
      It would also be unusual for us to have a cold front in August as well. It is usually our hottest month, a sort of summer’s last blast before fall steps in. We’ll be in the mid 70’s the rest of this week.

      When I worked, I didn’t need a watch. There were clocks everywhere and bells to end and start classes. Now I’m leaving from the house to go somewhere in particular so I just leave in time.

      My father always wore a watch; my mother never did. As for my siblings, I don’t think my sisters wear watches, but I know my brother at one tine did.

      I compared my green watch to a gold watch so I think I confused you. The school district gave me a watch with the district’s emblem on it.

      I found may friend’s lateness annoying. A few times she asked for a ride either to drop off or pick up her car. She’d tell me what time and then keep me waiting for as long as fifteen or twenty minutes. I stopped giving her rides.

      I like all different sorts of socks. I have them for every holiday and just for a bit of silliness. It is my way of distinguishing myself. One of my friends, a guy, also loves strange socks. One year I gave him a pair with pictures of rubber chickens. He loved them.

  2. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    I’m so happy to hear that Henry is getting more confident. He just needed Nala to show him how.
    Nylon ankle socks that always ALWAYS crawled down under my heel as I walked to and from school every day. Gah! I think they were Buster Brown socks, too.
    Now I wear hand knit socks. They don’t crawl under my heel. One or two of them have acquired holes and, depending on where the hole is, I’ll mend them. If the hole is on the ball of my foot, I’ll just leave it because my mending is not wonderful and lumpy sock soles are uncomfortable. If I still have the yarn, I might unravel the sock past the hole and re-knit it.
    I only wore watches for their fashion value so I have several fashionable non-working watches in my bureau. When I graduated from high school, my father gave me a gold Bulova watch. It’s so tiny that one can’t see what time it is. How very convenient. 😀 I still have that watch. It’s a wind up one so it still runs. I was wearing it in the barn one night when one of the horses got sick. While tending to the horse, I unthinkingly plunged my watch wearing arm into a bucket of warm water. Oops. It had to spend a month at the jeweler’s being soaked in oil or something.
    Today was lovely. Sunny, breezy, just warm enough. In other words, perfect. I hope you day was, too.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      I agree. Nala has been great for Henry, and I think she enjoys him. Now, if only he’d dare to go inside through the dog door. Nala does it all the times. He watches, and I think there is progress as Henry now whacks it with his head to get my attention so I’ll let him in.

      I have wonderfully warm and so vey comfortable wool socks. The holes are on the soles of my feet. I must walk with more pressure there. How odd. I do hate when there are holes my toes fall through.

      I mentioned on the blog my first watch was a Cinderella watch, a gift from my aunt for my first communion. I had learned how to tell time that year. I wore a cheap watch to Ghana which succumbed to the heat and died an early death. Most of the time I didn’t need a watch so I stopped wearing one.

      The last three days have been spectacular. I had my usually Monday ukulele concert on the Hyannis town green. We play from 5:30 to 6:30. I have uke practice tomorrow night and a lesson on Monday morning. On the 4th day I need to rest.

      Take care.

  3. Christer. Says:

    We’ve had a cold morning here today but the rest was pleasantly warm and mostly sunny. It’ll stay much the same tomorrow and on Thursday but after that they’re guessing we’ll get rain again. WEell I don’t mind that much, there’s almost no water in tthe creek now.

    I’ve always hated holes in my socks and since my mother never has been especially good in house hold chores I sow them together myself. I would rather have a sort of ridge where the hole was than feeling the hole 🙂 🙂

    I’m pretty sure Nala is the reason to why Henry is more confident, dogs help each other that way. Albin has become a bit more grown up now when Alma has come unless we’re talking about cars, lorries, busses, bicycles or joggers passing by, with those thigs he’s still just as insane as before and he has even taught Alma to go crazy when those things pass by too 🙂 🙂 🙂

    Have a great day!


    • katry Says:

      Hi Christer,
      We are still in mild drought condition while the rest of the state has had rain, but finally. it is our turn. It has been raining since the afternoon but not raining so hard that the dogs don’t mind going outside.

      I also have been known to darn my own socks. I tried to make sure that any lumps were on the top of the socks, not on the sole. I hated walking on this clumps.

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