The pain. i.e., sewing through your finger with a monster sewing machine.  I don’t recommend it.  I don’t recommend it at all.  Thankfully, it actually sounds worse than it is.  I didn’t hit the bone or the nerve pad.  It doesn’t hurt as long as I keep the broken nail stabilized.  And yes, I am […]

5:45 am: feed Kayo 6:00 am: report to sweatshop 8:00 am: released from sweatshop to eat breakfast, clean kitchen, and listen to Car Talk.  Discover entire dog’s worth of fur under Hoosier-esque cabinet.  Decline to spin said fur. 9:00 am: return to sweat shop 10:17 am: blow circuit by attempting to iron while air conditioner […]

  That’s right–I’m betting I’ll stitch a mile sometime in the next while.  Not a short while, mind you, but it will happen.  I wish I had started measuring way back in the way back. I am in the sweatshop as much as I can stand to be in the sweatshop.  I do need to […]

I’m about 50 pages into one of the most fascinating books I’ve ever read: Women’s Work: The First 20,000 Years. I’ve tip-toed around this book for ages. I got it as a present, and I’ve been trying to read it slowly, like an Encyclopedia, so I don’t use it up too quickly. Well, time to […]

Check it out checkitoutcheckitoutcheckitoutcheckitout I’m done with the hard part of the first sock ever. Ok, it’s a bit of a wussy sock, in that the heel is stitched rather than worked with short rows, but still, it’s a sock. And socks are what it’s all about. And look at all the future socks . […]