Sanity possibly returning

The portion of my sanity which is in some way affiliated with having had enough sleep has been granted a temporary reprieve. Thanks to Mom, who came over Friday morning and played with Katherine so that I could sleep AND who brought supper. We ate better and survived. Thanks to Heather, Bob, Jean and Eleanor…

The amazing insomniac lawyer gives up sleeping for Lent

Actually, since last Lent. We’re well beyond 40 days now. For the past year or so, John has only slept in three-hour spates.  Sometimes he sits bolt upright in a panic, fearing being late for work or forgetting something. Sometimes he wakes up and raises himself slowly to loom over me so that he could…

Spinning out of control

I think I might be losing my mind. I’m certainly losing time, only an hour of which I can blame on Dubyah. Yesterday I turned the blue and pink of this: Into this: It’s a single-ply, rather lightweight wool. I made it from the stuff I bought for needle felting. I discovered this winter that…

Woolly weekend, part 2 (Saturday)

John and I have been itching to get the heck outta Dodge for a while now and when Saturday dawned, bringing sun and clear roads, we ran a couple of errands and hit the highway. Our destination was two-fold; the studio of a hand-spinner whom I know through the NL Craft Council who lives in…

Woolly weekend, part 1 (wool store)

As I mentioned on Friday, Katherine and I went to a wool store (Wool Trends, 238 Hamilton Avenue). I was looking for some new yarn as (and I hesitate to even say this as I know true knitters will cross themselves or mutter incantations against my influence) I was completely out of yarn for a…