Broken Shelves
Lorena
As stressful some weeks as squeezing in two social knitting events was, now that I’m not meeting anyone, at all, ever, for anything, I’ve been feeling rather unsocialized – working…
April 2013
Invisible places
When I walk the dog, I may be listening to my headphones, but my eyes take in everything. OK, maybe not everything. But a lot. Like this little lot. It…
My ghetto light box
I forget where I was just talking to someone about light boxes. TheOtherBonnie, maybe? Yes! Oh. Huh. I could have sworn I commented on that post. Whoops! Hey, Bonnie, here’s…
So I had a lunch date on Wednesday…
…. but first, let’s go back, back, back in time (cue the Wayback Machine). Way back in 2006, I started doing a few knitting swaps. This was back in the…
It’s like the clown car for spinning wheels
The other day, Alana and Sharon and I were going to load up our wheels into Alana’s car, and drive up to Ft. White, where we were going to spend…
Go home, poncho, you’re drunk!
I’m starting to think this poncho hates me. – I cast on, knit about two inches, decided it was way too small. Ripped out. – I cast on, didn’t like…
Go home, weather, you’re drunk!
I think I may have mentioned that with the exception of a few days here and there, we had a really mild winter. Gainesville usually does have a few nights…