I don't know how long you've been reading this blog, but I've had a couple of posts called "Where are the children?" It's about stuff my kids got into that I don't hear about until the filter of time has done its job. In other words, enough time has passed that they won't suffer natural…

I've had all good intentions to post about interesting Palm Springs stuff, Olympic Opening Ceremony entertainment, Valentine's Day, but the older I get, the faster time goes and I'm frequently trying to play catch up. So let's start from way back, Palm Springs. I had never been there, nor had any desire to go, but…

Reading all my recent Olympic commentary, you might have wondered if this indeed is a knitting blog. Here, finally, is some knitting content. OK, in a way it's Olympic content as well. This is about the project that was intended to accompany me to the Opening Ceremonies for the looooooonnnnng pre-ceremony, post-security wait. It's that…

We've come to the realization that sports make up only half of the Olympic experience. Good thing, due to the dearth of affordable tickets. What's the other half of the Olympic experience? The people – playing host, the visitors, the athletes – most of them on their best behaviour. The answer to our family's standard…

I've been listening carefully to peoples' opinions and realize the source of my Olympic feelings. A CBC listener summed it up: "lt's like they've invited the world but forgot to invite Vancouver. Someone else said: I'd feel a helluva lot better about it if I had hockey tickets." It was the inaccessibility of tickets for…

That soft, muted out-of-focus look? Didn't pay much for this filter, just shot it through my bathroom window. An example of you get what you pay for. There were about a dozen of them, Robins feasting on holly berries: Somewhere between the colour of holly berries and the breast of a Robin, the Lacy Kerchief…

OK readers, I rant about once a year. Generally not one to get involved in political commentary I suppose now is as good time as any. Is writing about our 2010 Olympics political? If so, permit me this moment of weakness. Yes, I'm one of those, the ones who get annoyed by the event, expensive…

It's not that I'm over the moon happy, it's that my replacement phone came with some free downloads. I decided that I would pick only happy music. Nothing touching or inspirational, no ballads nor slow sappy love songs, just plain old happy little ditties. Here's the list, so far: 1. As per my post of…

Who'd have thought that recent weaving projects would involve the quirky combination of these unrelated items: They were instrumental in finishing a variety of ends: The jar of grape leaves provided the weight necessary to ply fringe with the battery operated Conair hair "braider."  Although called a braider, it actually plies whatever you feed it…