Review: Real Life Journals by Gwen Diehn

My love affair with books, both the written word and the bound tome, is  one that never seems to fade. In university, I was drawn to Medieval Studies and Religious Studies in part by the relationship of the written word to processes of thought; I was fascinated by the value attached to the meaning, structure,…

Drum roll, please!

For some time now I’ve been wanting a drumcarder. They’re expensive things, though, and I resisted until I was sure I’d have a use for one. Also, they take up space and are really prickly to accidentally brush against when walking across a room, so they really need their own “station” in a studio. I…

Thus endeth a roller coaster ride

I thought I might take a pass on the “oh, what a year this has been” post, but I can’t seem to leave it alone. Part of me looks back on 2006 with rather negative feelings, but closer inspection reminds me that we pretty near broke even, although it didn’t much feel like it at…

And the winner is…

This is probably the closest I’ve ever come to buying myself a Christmas present. It’s mainly the timing of the purchase that makes it so, therefore I can absolve myself of the feelings of guilt that go with spending money on oneself in December. Meet my Pfaff 2027. Purchased from Joan MacNeill in Springdale, who…

Test-driving

My husband (a man of great learning, wit and possessed of an appreciation for good tools) thinks that “Pfaff” sounds like the German onomatopoeia for a sneeze. This has somehow stuck in my mind and I kept having to refrain from saying “bless you” around the dealer whenever she used the P-word. Thanks, dear. I…