Separation anxiety

I’ve been dithering lately on whether my wool and sock posts should be in my other blog, which is primarily dedicated to fibre arts. I’ve decided (after an incredible amount of waffling) that I’ll leave them here, unless they in some way become a part of my work. This decision is a double-edged relief, in…

A sunny Friday morning

Katherine and I ran some errands this morning. The sky was blue, K was in a good mood (so was I), there was coffee (for me), a toasted blueberry bagel with light cream cheese (for she) and a trip to the wool store (for we). On the way home, I stopped and quickly took a…

Small Book Splurge

We don’t usually have much money these days to spend on books (to our great collective chagrin), but very occasionally (usually in the gloom of winter) we treat ourselves. Last night’s trip to Chapters saw John pick up this: Which he got because he really enjoyed this (a Christmas or birthday present from last year):…

Today’s dress code brought to you by the VanTan Club

Picture, if you will, my child today. She is just four years old (recently turned four), forty-one inches tall and forty-one pounds. She is currently wearing the following: rainbow underwear, inside-out one adult-sized hair buckle, falling out one sock: Today she decided that having a “jammy day” (which she has every day of the week)…

Creativity strikes the strangest places

I was bumping around Digg today (don’t ask why) and found this page of assorted variations on the 404 page not found error. What made it particularly ironic was that some of the individual sites no longer existed, so I was actually sent to a real 404 error. My favourite was this one, the sock….