Hello there readers. Remember me? I've been feeling a lot lately like I am in a Groundhog Day-esque alternate reality. I wake up, think "hey, it'd be nice if I blogged today," and then the day is eaten up in a never-ending stream of baby duties punctuated by halfhearted housekeeping. Then I crash into bed, … Continue reading Summer of Shawls
Hello all, we're getting closer to something resembling organization over here. Peanut has begun sleeping in his crib, giving me a few brief interludes in the day during which I can complete tasks unimpeded or, novelty of novelties, string two thoughts together. Remember back at the beginning of the year, when I was going to … Continue reading Undone by Peanut Butter
Welcome back dear readers! The heat is kicking in in earnest. As I have discussed many times over, I do not like being hot, or being stuck inside when it's too hot to bake, or the relentless sunshine, but there is an upside: the heat will KILL ALL THE BLOOMING THINGS. I have progressed from … Continue reading Spring Things
Hello, dear and long-suffering readers! I come to you from my kitchen, writing while standing and eating chipped beef dip straight from the container.* If your dishwasher was smaller than Barbie's, that's how you'd eat it too! These past few weeks, I had been frustrated, challenged to find those little moments of joy in my … Continue reading Comfort and Joy
Happy fall everybody! Peanut and I (and Querido and the fuzzies) are doing well. The temperature has dropped to a positively frigid 70º in the morning, and Querido and I are turning poor Peanut into a thin-blooded Phoenician by bundling him up for his walk every morning. He's built up quite a layer of his … Continue reading State of the Stash: Third Quarter
Our little Peanut has arrived safe and sound. Querido and I are thrilled, proud, tired, and bewildered all at once. Blogging is going to take a back burner as we all get ourselves sorted out, but knitting continues and you can find me keeping odd hours on Instagram @antiquotidian. P.S. He wore his Little Sprout … Continue reading Welcome Peanut
I am waitin' 'til I don't know when, Cause I'm sure it's gonna happen then. Time keeps creepin' through the neighborhood, Killing old folks, wakin' up babies Just like we knew it would. -Neighborhood #4 (7 Kettles) Hello all! No Peanut yet, but pregnancy comments have shifted from remarks on my size to questions of … Continue reading Til I Don’t Know When
