Home and all its hominess

So, I’m a little late on updating you with pics of our freshly painted living room. I’m hoping I may be excused on account of working on it right up to the minute we left for Saint George and a most excellent Medley family Thanksgiving/Christmas…

Shrinking Violet

Lars and I have been over the green paint in our living room for awhile now. For me, it started when we picked up new couch covers that were billed as “taupe” on the Internet, but turned out to be closer to a dark khaki…

My endless crush on Mary Timony

In the mid-late 90s I bought a CD called The Dirt of Luck by a band called Helium. Helium was fronted by a beautiful, powerful and extraordinarily talented woman named Mary Timony. It was rock, but unlike anything I’d ever heard before. A little dark,…

Sup, bitches

So, yeah – whatever – it’s been awhile. I’ve been busy, crazy… stuff. But, here I am. I’ve updated all of the broken things in my style sheet, added my Instagram feed and cleaned up some fonts. You’re welcome. Let’s do this list style: 1….

Thinking about blogging

As I’ve grown to love the laziness levels allowed by Tumblr and the power of the “reblog” it’s made it hard to want to sit down and make myself type up some original thoughts. So much has happened over the last few months; my mom…

Next up on the hooks and needles

The Ravenclaw scarf for Lars is back on the needles and I’m working in a granny square per day for my “scraps” afghan. If you want to keep tabs on my “Granny Square Per Day” and my other daily haps- be sure to follow me…

Stockholm Syndrome

I finally finished the Stockholm scarf and it’s pretty rad if I do say so myself.
I did accidentally snipped a vital scarf organ while weaving in the ends. It created a quarter-sized fucking hole that I only noticed when I started to show it off…

The Craft

Long sigh. I was on a roll for a minute there – at least over at On the Rag Mag, but ya’ know what? Meow meow. Shit happens. I’ve been otherwise occupied with some of my favorite old lady activities. In my brain I wanted…