Sunday April 30, 2006
I worked six days this past week in order to make up for taking a day off for #2 daughter’s recital and leaving early for her graduation. I don’t mind working on Saturday, but there are consequences. My house is […]
I worked six days this past week in order to make up for taking a day off for #2 daughter’s recital and leaving early for her graduation. I don’t mind working on Saturday, but there are consequences. My house is […]
One of the things I like about blogs is that you get to see other people’s lives — things that may be commonplace to them, but exotic to you. I like to hear about the climate where you live, and […]
KaliMama asked for a picture of me reading and knitting at the same time, and I happen to have one. I am wearing Siv and knitting Hopkins, so this is in the nature of a historical picture, but this is […]
On the left, if you look closely, you can see Falstaff’s bud. Falstaff actually has two buds, total. This is not a prolific rose, but each blossom is gorgeous and heavily scented. The flowers are deep crimson with the old-fashioned […]
The Wall Street Journal yesterday had a story with a sad and pathetic undertone. They were talking about another in the rash of recent announcements that stuff isn’t as good for you as once thought. In this case, it was […]
The lecturer at my Tuesday class last week ran through a number of examples of things that people hate. Do you hate it when someone cuts you off in traffic? Do you hate it when you get junk mail or […]
You know when you see those little groups of men working on the road, where only one appears to be working and the rest are standing around? Though I had never before considered the possibility, I now think it is entirely possible […]
I didn’t get very far with my building project. In fact, I got about three inches into the first cut when I realized that I did not have the right kind of saw. My husband already knew this, but thought […]
I may be (for which feel free to read “am”) preparing to miss the deadline for the Knit the Classics, but I am well in time for the bagalong. Here is the Origami Bag. I was concerned that this would […]
Timestep29 told me that the fellow who sings about the freakin’ weekend (and presumably all the rest of the salacious stuff we listen to in cardiopump) is named R. Kelly, and that he had composed an opera. I was enormously […]