That’s the sound my week is making… there is just something SO fantastically strange about staying home during a spring weekday, and doing it more than once? It’s surreal. I don’t even get anything accomplished. And I’m afraid Mate and I are going to have to rock/scissors/paper/lizard/spock for who has to stay home tomorrow. Neither… Read More

Ladybug has the crap. Whatever it’s called–goopy eyes, sore throat, lethargy, high-octane whining, burning desire to treat grown people like barcaloungers… that’s what she’s got. OI! Seriously–it’s a good thing I got in a good post on Sunday–and about that. You all are the best e-buddies in all explored space–I’d knit you magical stuff in… Read More

So Roxie sent me those two wondrous hats, and some yarn softer than a kitten’s whisper (and some more, more sparkly than a tarted-up magpie) and I have become obsessed with what I would knit for those of you out in blogland who are my friends. It started out small– I’d knit DecRain some Lady… Read More

Look what Ceri gave me… (And why don’t I know how to embed these things? I’m supposed to pass this on–but I don’t read very many blogs, (and I’m pretty sure that Bells, Julie, Donna Lee and Ceri already have one!) so I shall have to give this baby to the other people I read…. Read More

Whew– it was a long week. I wish I could say it was a good one, or at least an interesting one, but no–it was sort of the same ol’ same ol. I do have a few notable exceptions for you, if you’d like to see… * I effectively called a kid a pissy little… Read More

But everybody sounded like they needed a pickmeup, and since the fanfic is done, I thought I’d give you this:

Whew–Thursday I’m writing a REAL post! Supernatural FanficAttack of the Sock-Gnome Part 3: Revenge of the Whoopty 12s It was hard to plan as they heard the ominous thud-smack-bump-crack of the golem rolling around the enclosed space. Occasionally it would hit one of the wheeled baskets and the cart would squeak lazily until it hit… Read More

Don’t worry–I’ll post part three later tonight. But first, this is one of my favorite poems–I love the idea that perfect words make love eternal– Edmund Spenser One day I wrote her name upon the strand One day I wrote her name upon the strand, But came the waves and washed it away: Again I… Read More

But first–OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG Guess what Roxie sent me? Guess? You can’t guess! Not in a million years! I got this box, right? And it was super light, and I couldn’t figure out what it was, and then I opened it and… and… ROXIE YOU’RE A GENIUS AND I LOVE YOU! Do… Read More

Okay– you all asked for it. Angst & veal and knitting, the fanfiction that only a select group of six people on the planet could ever appreciate–and I wrote it. It could be worse. It could be slash. Anyway, I should be able to post this consecutively, and then I’ll go back to Rampant–I’ve been… Read More