Steve, Glorious Steve…

on January 31, 2020

First of all, Mate is home, and there is much rejoicing! (yayayayayayayyayayay!) It’s funny how a Mate–any Mate–isn’t missed so much in the big things–the grand dramatic gesture of bringing me yarn, for example, although that was much appreciated!–but in the little things.  Touching hands as you pass through the house. Someone to watch television… Read More

Tiny Convos…

on January 29, 2020

Short post tonight–my newsletter is up on Patreon for the public– come look!   It’s been me and the kids this week, and some of it has been blargh but most of it has been us–and we’ve had a little bit of fun. Sometimes–whether it’s at home or out and about, it’s the tiny convos that… Read More

Letters from home…

on January 27, 2020

A long time ago, when ZoomBoy and Squish were little, Mate’s job took him on business trips a lot. Weird shit always managed to happen when he was gone. Raccoons in the backyard? Only once in 22 years–when he was gone. A terrible thump and a giant blood spot on the floor of the garage?… Read More

Finishing Projects

on January 24, 2020

Okay… so, two nights ago, I finished Safe Heart, the third in the Search and Rescue series, and it took an extra long time because A.  Christmas, and B. Sick. So yesterday I did a Patreon story, and tonight, I… well, I finished another project. Like Safe Heart, this one had a Christmas deadline–and I… Read More

Packing for Siberia

on January 22, 2020

Hey all– First of all, I want to thank my community profusely. Just when I was sure the internet was full of spite and red dragons, everyone in my timeline rushed to me with comfort and kindness, and my faith in humanity is much restored. I cannot thank you enough. Today was a little better–Mate… Read More


on January 20, 2020 So, this song gets me every time–I may even have blogged about it before. Two years ago Mate’s mom passed away and we lived in February until May, when Mate realized he’d forgotten to give me a Christmas present. He made it up to me–and of course I understood. He was broken and sad… Read More

Poor Steve

on January 17, 2020

So, the kids were going to put the cats in their crates this morning, while I stole another half-hour of sleep, but things didn’t go as planned. We were all thinking, “We’ve got two crates, one of them’s big– we can probably just put two cats in the big crate.” But the two cats were… Read More

The Nature of Revolution

on January 15, 2020

So I’ve been sick for almost a week, and I was feeling a little better today (let’s see how long I can write tonight tho–I have the feeling too many nights of sleeping upright so I don’t break a rib coughing are about to catch up with me) and the kids and I had… Well,… Read More

Well that sucked…

on January 13, 2020

So, two days of being too sick to write–and believe me, I’ve got to be WAY OUT OF IT to be too sick to write– and I have one thing to show for breathing on the planet. I finished this sweater. I promise we’ll have a picture with Stevi, who asked me to make it… Read More


on January 10, 2020

Okay–I’m depressed and sad and my hot water heater is dying. And I’m sick and have the crud. But there are blessings. There are always blessings. I don’t say “How can things get any worse,” any more. We’ve watched that play out on the national stage–it can get worse. It’s getting worse right now. But… Read More