The family is sort of DONE with having their picture in social media en masse–so no pics of Christmas, but that’s fine. It’s enough that nobody killed themselves with crafting and to know that the Christmas cards are going to be very late this year.  That’s okay. All my adult children asked for was a… Read More

I had it planned, you see. I was going to make scarves and shawls and cowls for EVERYBODY I knew and loved this year, and that was going to be that. It totally was.  And then I got… well, an itch. I was going to make my friend Damon a sweater. I just sort of… Read More

The social media learning curve is a frightening thing. When I first started blogging I was un-fucking-guarded. I held nothing back, and my colleagues read the blog and were offended. And I started to watch my tongue–but I’m still sort of opinionated, and then my readers were offended. And then the whole getting pulled from… Read More

YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!!!! Folks, we made it to December–and that is saying something.  Congratulations for making it to the Solstice festive season, in all its many incarnations–may this year get better after the dark of the solstice, and may the new year spring bright. (And wet–saying–California is looking a might crispy round these parts.) I know I… Read More

The Advertisement that made me sob So, I’ve said it many many times–ZoomBoy had the things he loved pulled out from under him in a heartbeat–drama, choir, and dance– and he has not been okay.And I’ve been so worried, and tonight I saw this ad, and I lost my shit. One minute, I was knitting… Read More

 It’s been a bad year.  We all know it.  We all have a story that’s personal to us about a tragedy or a disaster or a sadness that couldn’t wait for any year but this one to descend. Sometimes it was prompted by this fucking year–and sometimes it’s wholly unrelated. But for many of us,… Read More

 I’ve got small things at the moment–every time I try to write a big thing on the blog it comes out super long and super personal and I’m just not ready to do that, so small and perky it shall be! *  Speaking of small things… I saw a teeny-tiny Maltese/Shih Tzu in the store… Read More

 Cat: Mom! Me: Yeah? Cat: Mom! Me: What? Cat: Mom! Me: Oh my God– Cat: It’s wet outside! Me: Cat, you’re wet! Cat: I’m wet! Me: Stop touching me! Cat: Get it off! Get it off! Get it off! Me: Here–if you would just stand sti– Cat: LET ME USE YOUR ANKLES AS A TOWEL!… Read More

 Back before I realized that sci-fi usually ended badly–Star Trek and Star Wars being the exceptions at the time–I thought that was the kind of writing I wanted to do. I was reading a story in a sci-fi magazine about a prison guard in the future. He was responsible for giving prisoners experimental drugs in… Read More

* So, back when we were first in quarantine, and toilet paper was scarce, we bought this ultra green toilet paper, made with bamboo and quilted ad infinitum. Ladies and gentleman, I regret to inform you, it is not Charmin.   Enough said. * I made a decent stroganoff tonight. In related news the smoke… Read More