Friends, I think I accidentally started a cult.   Ok , ok, I accidentally-on-purpose started a cult.  I couldn’t help myself.  Suffice it to say that silly titles are popping up all over the place, there are some chants in the works, pilgrimages are being charted, and some menu planning is afoot.   Perhaps we should get […]

As in, in love.  I love the floor.  And Kayo loves the floor.  And neither of us are terribly bothered that it’s not done yet.  It will just be better when it’s done. Kayo says: "Yeah, it’s not dignified.  Screw that.  My Mom was a husky.  Virginia is hot, and I’m wearing a fur coat […]

Busy busy busy. 1. I started Rose, without stitch-markers, because I demonstrate hubris sometimes.  2. I attempted to buy some clothes to wear to friends’ wedding, on the off chance I would be unable to complete Rose in one week’s time.  I was incapable of finding the right thing for the wedding but did find […]

I feel as if I’ve been knitting since rocks were soft.  Ok, I’ve been knitting since I was in grad school, which seems like yesterday but was not quite that recent.  I’ve made socks, hats, scarves, shawls, bags.  I’ve made all kinds of stuff.  But I’ve never made a sweater.  Crazy, right?  See the disclaimer […]

The Celtic year-wheel/fruit bowl says it’s time to go camping.  We’d better do what it says boys and girls!  Get in the car.  Don’t forget the dog. For those of you who are not nuts (“Hiya!  Welcome.  Hope it’s not too kooky here.”) Mabon is the name of a harvest God from Welsh mythology.  And […]

Note to self: listening to lots of hardanger fiddle to distract yourself from natural disasters is a bad idea.  It will not cheer you up, because while the music is beautiful, it is not cheery.  It is decidedly un-cheery.  Particularly when you’re thinking about water-related tragedies.  You should know this by now, self. On Sunday […]