Ah, Sweet Mystery of Life
Sometimes in life one encounters a mystery. It could be as deep and complex as your loved one's ghastly taste in music, as sweet and...
If It's Tuesday, This Must Be Belgium
And by Belgium, I mean Brussels. I was only there for two days, and (are you seated?) didn't manage to find a yarn store in my area. I...
If It's Thursday, This Must Be Holland
I've just come back from Europe, flying in the day before the Notre Dame disaster, and I've been busy, busy, busy, and thus not updating...
I Went to the Prom with Jesse Tyler Ferguson!
Normally I lead off with some discussion of knitting--and I pinky swear I'll get to it--but first, I wanted to take an unexpected detour....
Play Time
I was bingeing Brain Games on Netflix (still am, with an exception for finishing Downton Abbey before it disappears April 1st), and in...
Remembrance Yarn
Once again, I have acquired some yarn I didn't really need. This happens to me a lot, and, if you're a Textile Artist (i.e. you make...
Back to (Granny) Square One
Knitters be warned: this post is mostly about the glowing spirit of indomitability that resides in us all, but superficially it sounds...
1,000 Hideous Sweaters You Will Never Wear
When I first become obsessed with some new passion, be it knitting, gardening, musical theatre, or people surnamed Hemsworth, naturally I...
Level Up!
In a video game, once you have achieved certain goals, you get to level up. Oftentimes a bell will ring, some sort of alert will appear,...
My Knitting Is Trying to Kill Me!
In one sense, sure, of course my knitting is trying to kill me. I could be out playing lacrosse, raising my heart rate, but instead I'm...