I’m in the midst of ribbing purgatory. The good news is I’m nearly through (three rows left to go). The bad news is it took me all week to get to this point, and I’m only just starting an adult sized sweater that requires 250+ stitches per row. The series of events that led me…
One of my greatest domestic failures is my inability to organize. I’ve probably mentioned this shortcoming elsewhere on the blog, but given the current state of my house, it bears mentioning again. Right now I am in the avoidance phase, willing myself to forget the explosion of fabric and yarn and notions that have overtaken…
We’re in the middle of a cold snap here. Not as severe as the polar vortex that gripped most of the states earlier this month, but still, the weather is not ideal for outdoor adventures, or really, anything that requires more than a few minutes of exposure to the elements. It’s a good thing I…
On weekdays I can usually keep my coffee intake to a reasonable level. One cup, maybe two, and I’m ready to begin my day. But on weekends I slip back into my caffeine addict ways. The siren song of the French Press compels me to casually ask Z if he was planning on boiling more…