So, I'm working on some socks for my best friend. Its kind of a thing I do for him. Once I made him a felted messenger bag, but it quickly moved to socks. They were much more practical for him. He works for Whole Foods and confessed, "I have to wear my Birkenstocks and shorts, but its so freakin' cold in there!" So, we came up with the idea of BirkenSOX. So, here I am working up some stitches quickly, to keep (even in 110 degree weather) his big ass Sasquatch feet warm in a super cooled superstore. The beautiful thing? My iTunes playlist popped up Stevie Wonder's "AS is (always)." And as I slip one stitch here, ssk over there, purl over to this side and rest for a bit to smoke and have a sip of my beer, I realize why I do this, and why I don't own one damn thing I've ever knitted. I do it for those I love. And as Stevie Wonder screams beautifully in my ear at the moment, "Did you know you're LOVED by somebody?" I remember the essence and emotion and thought that's spent working on something FOR someone. I love my best friend. Love the fact that he owns quite a few pair of quickly made BirkenSOX that I've made for him that he wears with pride and purpose. Yes, did I know I was loved by somebody? QUESTION! Best moment of knitted gifting you handed over?