One Hundred Twenty Nine And A Half

Yes, I counted them last night.

129 1/2

and that doesn't count the ones in the laundry

or the ones that stay in the camper

or the ones my kids have borrowed

or these

The ones on my feet at this moment

yes socks.

129 1/2 pairs.

Are you wondering about the 1/2 pair?

well, I suppose you might think it's because one is lost in the black hole of laundry land. Nope, I don't count lost ones.

the half pair is from this set.

It's a special "MissMatched" set I got for my birthday last summer.

And why was I counting socks?

Well, it's a long story, but since there are pictures..............

Last week, the Officer In Charge of Coffee texted me a picture of her feet in striped socks. I know, don't ask, it's something we do.

Anyway I found it hard to believe that they were her actual feet since she mainly moved to Florida to avoid socks and other such necessities of cold weather. Seems there was a cool snap there.

She said it was hard to find her socks since she never wears any. I told her then that when she visits me in the frozen tundra of Wisconsin, that she could have her pick of about 81 pairs of socks.
Silly girl did not believe me. Then the big guy got in on the act and said I probably have 100 pairs. Well, I thought that was a bit excessive, so he challenged me to count them and make a bet. I was supposed to win a new pair of socks if the count was under 100.

Obviously I did not get a new pair of socks from him.
I have winter socks, which you see above.

Summer socks, which are in that suitcase in the first picture, it not being summer here in Wisconsin.

I have socks with holidays including Thanksgiving!, socks with birds, socks with animals, socks with fruit, socks with fish, crabs, ghosts, eyeballs, hearts, squiggles, polka dots, stripes, argyles, words, fireworks, flags, (gasp deep breath) you name it I probably have a sock with it on it.

The only socks I don't have are boring socks, no Plain Janes in my sock drawer- or sock suitcase - or sock basket- or..............

Oh and these just got put away, my Christmas collection, which I'm sorry to say is missing about 5 more pairs since I hadn't finished the laundry when I took this picture.

I can sort of hear that psychiatrist step father in "The Santa Clause" saying "I think it's safe to say you've taken this to an unhealthy level"

But hey, there are many worse vices I could have!!! I mean, heck I could have yards and yards of fabric that I intend to cut into little pieces and then sew back together..............

oh yeah. Never mind.