Posted by: Sarah on: December 29, 2007
I’ve been knitting for a long, long time. Mom taught me the basics when I was twelve — cast on, knit, purl, bind off — and for years that was it. I never adventured beyond the never-ending afghan, a project which would take months to complete, even though it was the most stupid simple pattern [...]
Posted by: Sarah on: December 17, 2007
The Capt’n asked that, maybe, if I could get around to it, could I possibly knit him a hat? For Christmas?
Well, that was a big ol’ “heck, yeah.”
I dug out a skein of Debbie Bliss Alpaca Silk out of the stash basket last night and went to town. It knit up fast — I [...]
Posted by: Sarah on: December 15, 2007
I think I might be having an issue with the ginger. Specifically, I’m a touch obsessed. I say this, because when I woke up this morning and saw that it was snowing, I decided — after breaking out the extensive profanities — that I’d make gingerbread cookies.
Actually, I think I said, “Oh, boy! It’s [...]
Posted by: Sarah on: December 14, 2007
I don’t care that I had a four day weekend two weeks ago, I needed some extra time off, time to decompress, catch up on some creative projects (pictures! knitting! writing!), y’know, get back to the business of living.
This hat is, I hope, the last of the Christmas knitting. After wallowing in the HDTV goodness [...]
Posted by: Sarah on: December 10, 2007
When I was eleven years old, my mom got tired of listening to me beg for treats and chucked (okay, handed) the Joy of Cooking in my general direction and told me to figure it out on my own.
Except, she said it nicely, because my mother is a very nice woman.
Still, at the age [...]
Posted by: Sarah on: December 9, 2007
I read this article and couldn’t stop nodding. Baking. Depression. Martha Stewart.
I’m not alone in this particular brand of Middle Class White Girl Nuttiness. That’s rather comforting.
Posted by: Sarah on: December 8, 2007
Less than three weeks until Christmas and I am preternaturally calm.
Actually, “calm” is a bit misleading. “In serious denial” is more accurate, though still misses the mark. The tree is up, we’re worked through the gift list — I’ve even got most of the loot wrapped — so it’s not like I’m plugging my ears [...]
Posted by: Sarah on: December 1, 2007
The downstairs television has gone gently into that good night. We settled in to watch another Audrey Hepburn movie, and the sucker just wouldn’t turn on.
It’s dead, Jim.
On one hand, I’m glad that if something had to die this week, it was only the television. On the other hand, I’m a whimpering, twitching mess, [...]