A birthday poem-ish-thing for Naomi. One year ago today, the morning dawned with fluffy snow. We were home in bed by then, napping in the moment. We made a bedroom cave, supplied with cosleeper and heater. We stared and watched and marveled at your tiny, puffy newness. Today dawns bright and sunny, fluffy clouds on … More Still New
If you’re in this family, right now bronze is a WAY cooler color than gold. Every single hockey team from the Eastern Hemisphere goes into the Olympics with one aspiration: the bronze medal. The US and Canada, having a huge pool of people and a nationwide obsession, respectively, invest way more into their national … More Golden Bronze
Watching the Olympics is a massive biannual event that brings the whole country – nay, the whole world – together. Even if you are not that into sports, there is sheer joy in seeing humans perform their best. I’m sure today, last Sunday, and next Sunday, there will be many sermons preached on that most … More My Life on Skates
We’ve watched nearly every minute of Swiss women’s hockey so far. (Big game vs. Russia tomorrow at 7:30 a.m. EST; we’re rooting for Switzerland and praying they all do their best!) But I have a different red and white on my mind today. The second batch of hat love is on its way to M … More Blood and Bone
Our Olympics so far has been really fun, if a little bit obsessive. Our heroic (and expensive) attempt to get TV signal through our computer was a complete failure, but the live replay of full events has mostly fed my winter-sports-watching needs. (Though technical hiccups in both the phone app and the website are enough … More Commentated Coverage
I have always loved the Olympics. I am not a big watcher of sports in general, but something about the collection of a WHOLE BUNCH of different events, some of them really bizarre that you can only watch at this time, all at the same time, with participants from all around the world, I find … More Red and White
There’s really only one reasonable thing to do when you find out a dear friend has cancer. You immediately start knitting hats. This one is called Izmir, and it’s a free pattern. I wanted something impossibly soft, so I for the body of the hat I held together four strands, two each of … More Because Hats
“Hey! Come merry dol! derry dol! My darling! Light goes the weather-wind and the feathered starling. Down along under Hill, shining in the sunlight, Waiting on the doorstep for the cold starlight, There my pretty lady is, River-woman’s daughter, Slender as the willow-wand, clearer than the water. Old Tom Bombadil water-lilies bringing Comes hopping home … More Clearer than Clear Water
Early last week, Mithril went down for a final blocking. Finishing the neckband became my sickbed project, while I took a turn being laid up with the illness that swept our household. (I’m still not sure if it’s a mild flu or a violent cold, but it took each of us out for about a … More Mithrilling
We have a little morning ritual here at the Osborn house. Naomi wakes me up, some time after 6 and before 7:30. I make Jared get up and go change her diaper while I use the bathroom. Then I go back to bed, and when they are done, Jared brings Naomi in for her morning … More This One Goes to Eleven
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