After a week-long lull in my knitting, I made great progress on my sock this weekend. Friday night I turned the heel, with my mom coaching me along via speakerphone. B teased us that we should try brain surgery together. I had been told that when you turn your first heel you feel like a genius, and it's true. I felt so very smart when I looked at my needles and saw an actual heel dangling from them.
I thought I was pretty close to finished and was about to start the decrease process, but at mom's suggestion I tried the sock on. It's a good thing I did - I have a long way to go, as you can see.