If it wouldn’t fit anywhere else, it’s here.
I have a deadly serious problem. A problem I was in denial about until a week ago. For the past several weeks, every time I knit for an hour or three, I’ve been experiencing a twinge in my left shoulder. Nothing serious, and it never hurt while knitting; but immediately afterward, I started to notice … More RSI
Since many of you live far away, or were busy, or missed the invitation I sent two days in advance, I thought I’d throw a little e-housewarming party to follow the in-person party we had yesterday. Meet the little house we’re calling our new home. It seems like it needs a name; any ideas? It … More Warm a House with Windows and Wool
Unpacking my house makes me feel like I imagine I would if I had prematurely signed myself up for a 100-mile wilderness race, without having trained or prepared. Full of arrogance and exhilaration, I would have taken off with the pack and worn myself out two miles in. Left behind by the pack but unthwarted, … More Verbal Hyperventilation
So much. The burning fire of a thousand suns knoweth not my fury for disassembling our residence, with all its detritus, and manually transporting every last bit of it to a new location. To say nothing of cleaning our former residence, wishing I had kept it in better shape to begin with, and slightly resenting … More I Hate Moving.
We are back in PA, and completely exhausted, and I am more than a little slap-happy with all the wool goodness that was the past two days. I got to hang out with some really cool people, reconnect with friends, and acquire an absolute ton of inspiration. I am cooking up at least a week’s … More The Tale of the Boring Shawl
Happy Cinco de Mayo! If you are reading this right after I publish it, I am the least bored I am all year, pooped from a day of the Maryland Sheep and Wool Festival, also known as the Knitter[/Spinner/Weaver/Crocheter/Sheep-Enthusiast]’s Epic Christmas. There is no way I am processed enough to tell you about it yet, … More The Tale of the Boring Socks
Today’s entry in the Week of Boring Knitting is a tee – the first tee, in fact, that I’ve ever knit. I am doing it for the top down class that I was teaching, although half the students dropped out so it’s now a private lesson. My goal is to get through everything but the … More The Tale of the Boring Tee
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Sunday seems like an appropriate day to reflect on this seasonal discipline, so here we go: Thursday in Easter Week: Go down to the Pittsburgh Theological Seminary with roommate A to do some epic research for my thesis proposal. Take a bunch of pretty pictures, then realize I don’t have my memory card in. Kick … More Celebration Report: Week 1
There was Vigil, a baptism, and Easter morning, packed to the hilt, dressed to the nines, and singing ourselves hoarse. At home we had an unexpected party with leg of lamb and roast beef on the menu, and a leisurely evening of hanging out with dear friends. I stayed up and got up too late … More A Smattering of Easter
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