Look through your pictures! Ladybug has been sick for two days… and now she is no longer sick and driving everyone bugshit–time for her to go back to the babysitter’s and dad to go back to work. And mom? Losing her fricking mind–I mean that. Christmas knitting? Oh yeah–I’ve got that. Papers to grade? An… Read More

Okay–so when Chicken was helping me open yarn packages in the car yesterday, she said, “Here’s a yarn magazine, mom–I’m putting it in your yarn bag, ‘Kay?” “Okay,” I responded, trying not to crash the car and ogle what was coming out of the packages at the same time. So I didn’t see it until… Read More

Yeah–it’s a holiday, I know! It’s a surprise to me too! I had no idea, really, until I went out to check my mail and there was not just one surprise skein of yarn from a friend, but TWO!!! It was really a trip– I was on my way to Chicken’s insane soccer loss (12-0)… Read More

Ismarah just asked for some suggestions for good knitting books for a lapsed knitter– my first two recommendations are: Yarn Harlot– Knitting Rules The Yarn Girls’ Guide to the Basics I’d especially like something like the Yarn Girls’ Guide to the Basics without quite the hefty price tag to recommend– the patterns really ARE basics–but… Read More

It’s probably good I didn’t blog yesterday. Have you ever been so tired that your first response to EVERYTHING is melancholy? Yeah–that was me, yesterday. I was like a walking open nerve–my blog post would have read like one of those teen tragedy songs from the 50’s (Tell Laura I Looooooooooove her….) or a thirteen… Read More

By Ladybug, no less. I had to bring Ladybug to a staff meeting today–and the hilarity was not entirely unexpected, but very satisfying nonetheless. * Chapter 1–In which I pick Ladybug up late (because I was correcting papers since I had to be at school anyway.) The little booger beat me out the door– “Stop… Read More

But I just can’t. * The fact that someone stole my i-Pod from my desk on the Friday before Thanksgiving Break. (Pisses me off and hurts my feeling, every single time I think about it.) * Bringing home papers to grade over the break. (The cat LOVED them. Loved to SLEEP on them, that is!)… Read More

So I walked into Chicken’s room while she was reading this morning in order to molest her cat– “I don’t like you, kitty. I don’t like you at all… Garlic and butter…that’s the only way you’re good…” (Don’t ask me why I started to say this, but it’s my little kitty ritual, usually said while… Read More

We made it! My friend Barb and I managed our yearly Black Friday trek this morning, and, surprising enough, it was fairly sane. There were a few reasons for this: A. Neither of us have money. (Yeah, I know–join the rest of America.) B. We were going to ToysRUs for specific people on our list–for… Read More

Chicken has been making bracelets like mad–she found a bag of cheap plastic letter beads in my ‘home from school’ stuff and went to town. Bracelets with names, bracelets with ages, bracelets with slogans– “Arwyn”, “Five” “I ‘heart’ Supernatural” (for mom) and, also for mom… “Sey, I ‘heart’ skoob!” Well–even Chicken gets crafter’s dyslexia on… Read More