What did Blogless Marsha and I forget when we went to the Seattle Knitting Expo last weekend? Why, knitting of course. What were we thinking? We knew we’d have a couple of hours to kill between a visit to the marketplace and our workshop. We made the best of it, though, and hand wound yarn…

In my non-knitting life, part of my job involves writing a weekly newspaper mini-column for parents and kids. After 400 of these it can be difficult to come up with a new topic so sometimes I go to the news for ideas. This weeks tragedy in Virginia gave me plenty to work with: Kids and…

In anticipation of his birthday, my boy has decided he doesn’t want to turn 17. After discussion we agreed we could pretend, for now, that he is still 16. It reminded me of a friend from way back, whose daughter was eleven, and asked her mom when she would get breasts. Seizing this teachable moment…

This blogger is tired from just too much going on, so I’ll opt out of any creativity with a list. Nothing like point form to get the job done: At work we’re recovering from a visit by a federal cabinet member. It was an honour albeit from the wrong political party. This minister seemed too…

It hit me why I’m not feeling so cheery this Easter. It’s the first year that there will only be three of us home for the holiday. That’s why I’m feeling all sentimental. I’ll miss hearing the sound of cupboards and appliance doors squeaking open and thwacking shut in search of Easter baskets. I think…

There has been a thread winding its way though the blogs where women talk of their husband’s disdain for one of her outfits. In her January 12th post, Super Eggplant had the dress her guy described as appropriate for a polygamist’s wife. My dear Chuck hates my LL Bean sundresses, which he claims fit me…

Another lesson in "when spell check doesn’t work." I am employed in the field of nonprofit social services. A newer to the field co-worker came into my office and asked me which is the correct term – nonprofit or not-for-profit. I typed in both to see which would look better in her grant application and…

Here’s the set up: One day, eight years ago, we moved into our house. To save a bundle of money we gutted the interior of a tear down and started over. After numerous delays we moved in – no kitchen, no carpet, one usable bathroom. It was a day from hell, working for a challenging…

Just a quick post. This has been a hellish week at work. I was talking to a co-worker who had recently signed up for Weight Watchers with her husband. At the first meeting he observed "Wow, this is a great place to meet motivated women." We chuckled at his idea for a pre-emptive strike. They’re…

Thank you for all your birthday wishes, It was quiet here. I doubt the men in my house believed I needed spoiling after my recent dream trip. I took care of myself, though, and booked a mini spa appointment as I am in serious withdrawal. Believe me, I’m not looking for sympathy. Back in Slovakia, this…