The Gryffindor Sock Goes on a Bender

While most Gryffindor paraphenalia is stuck at school all day, going to lessons and arguing with Slytherins and defeating dark wizards and such, my Gryffindor socks have had an exciting existence.  They’ve been to Disneyland, they went on a very exciting band trip to Banff, they went to Cuba, and they’ve basically been living the exciting sock life.  In fact, a little too exciting.  In the last few days that we were in Cuba, the sock got a little too high on life. 

It started, innocently enough, with some wine with dinner. Not too unreasonable, right? They’re just coming right around to your table, offering up some wine.


Nobody was too concerned. And then it’s only natural when you’re spending a few hours in the lobby bar that the sock would want a little something. After all, those fruity drinks are very refreshing.


But pretty soon, the sock was downing the blender drinks. And we all know how the blender drinks work. You can never have just one.


And then the sock got a good look at the pool.


It decided it wanted to go for a little late night swim, and it completely ignored the no diving sign.


It was content, after that, to lounge by the pool for a while, enjoying the view.


But then it got a little too much into the spirit of things. And I suppose I should have seen it coming. After all, we were in Cuba. But it was still a shock to see this on the beach.


I guess I can’t blame it too much for this one. Those mojitos were ridiculously good. (Man, I could really go for one of those right now.)


Unfortunately, it didn’t seem to take into consideration that it was, you know, a sock, and therefore not exactly endowed with outstanding alcohol tolerance. And that was a lot of drinks in one evening for a not even finished sock.


Poor sock. A cold shower took the edge off.


And a hot bath brought back some of its good spirits.


The sock briefly toyed with a midnight foray into the ocean, but had limited bathing suit success, despite Chantal kindly lending it a bathing suit. (Actually, Chantal wasn’t home when the sock stole her bathing suit, but fortunately Chantal is a very tolerant friend and roommate who doesn’t even look at you funny when you tell her the sock stole her bathing suit.)


The next morning was looking pretty ugly. The sock woke up groggy and grouchy, and didn’t want to leave the room. It was a beautiful day, so I can see why the sock was a little hesitant to face the sunshine. So we let it rest for a while.


And then, promising that the light wasn’t THAT bright, took it outside.


It wouldn’t leave the little hut, though, and proceeded to sleep by the pool for most of the day.


Overall, I think the sock wasn’t so sorry to be going home. Cuba had taken its toll on poor Gryffindor. So it was happy to be heading home, although a little nervous about the effect the flight would have on its stomach.


After so many thrilling adventures, I was a little concerned that the Gryffindor sock would find life around Edmonton a little dull. (I was also concerned that I would find life around Edmonton a little dull, and I must admit, I do still miss Cuba.) I left the socks alone for a while, finishing up numerous baby items (one of which I TOTALLY forgot to take photos of, because I am a doofus), finishing my Central Park Hoodie (Yes, it is DONE, and photos are coming soon!), doing other such things.

But then I remembered that the Gryffindor Socks had a purpose. July was going to be THEIR month. A movie release and a book! Two more perfect occasions to wear these socks will never happen. So the socks had to be finished. After all, what else could I possibly wear with my “Trust Snape” shirt that’s in the mail right now? (It better get here in time for the movie. I am looking forward to arguing with people about it, because he is SO CLEARLY NOT A DEATH-EATER ARGH!) The socks had to be finished.

So this morning, I grafted the toes. And I pulled them on, and went into the yard for one last photo shoot with the travelling Gryffindor socks. (Note: July is not prime wool sock season. I suffer for this blog!) And here, in all their glory, are my Gryffindor Socks. Please ignore my pasty legs.





These are, of course, knit in Sunshine Yarns Gryffindor Stripe, made by the inimitable Dani. Knit on a size 1 Addi Lace needle, with 60 stitches around, a basic heel flap toe down sock. (I don’t use a pattern any more.) They fit like a glove, and they are my most favouritest socks ever.

Bring on the book, baby.


12 Responses to “The Gryffindor Sock Goes on a Bender”

  1. EsotericKnitter Says:

    I definitely need to party with your socks. 🙂 What a fun time.

  2. turtlegirl76 Says:

    What a great FO post! The socks certainly has had quite the WiP life haven’t they? Wonderful job.

  3. Zonda Says:

    That is an awesome post! Hehe! You’ve got quite the “interesting” pair of socks there! 🙂

  4. Delana Says:

    hahahahaha This is the funniest post I’ve read in a long time. Those photos had me cracking up and spitting coffee out my nose :o)

    Love the finished socks!

  5. Fluffy Ewe Says:

    Dang, your sock had a better vacation than me! rofl You are quite the creative girl, SJ. Fab job on the socks!

  6. Liz Says:

    Very funny! My favorite is the hat and sunglasses picture!

  7. Batty Says:

    Beautiful job, and that sock of yours has some serious attitude!

  8. Lissette Says:

    I remember when I used to party as hard as your sock….ah the good ol’ days. 🙂 It looks great by the way.

  9. Sara Says:

    oh i love them! beautiful socks and very clever post.

  10. Nikki Says:

    How sad is it that an unfinished sock has a more exciting social life than me? Pretty sad. Your socks sure know how to party, looks like you all had a good time in Cuba.

  11. sandy Says:

    this, this is just too funny! thank you!

  12. Darcy Watts Says:

    Quite the joy ride;)Hugs Darcy

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