Category: Melba
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Going Gothic
Happy Tuesday, people! I am happy to report that I discovered two of the circular needle pouches that were MIA: one crammed in a corner of the notions shelf (understandable) and another in a pile of papers on my desk (just wrong). I may need to do a stash deep-clean soon: in addition to the…
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Here Comes the Future
(title thanks to the Handsome Furs) The apartment is clean, and I think I am ready for the new year. 2013 was ram-packed full of *stuff* Four library conferences. Three sweaters (you’ll see the other two in a teensy bit). One ginormous blanket. My first Coachella. KITTENS More time with Melba, the best puppy in…
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O w l s Proceed
More O w l s! Last night I left behind waist decreases for waist increases. Tonight, Melba and I are sitting down to a nice British murder mystery and knitting ourselves to sleep. Achieving that end might take one of us less time than the other.
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It’s Monday?
Really? Hrm. That means it’s definitely November. All around the blogosphere, bloggers are blogging every day of the month, knitting a sweater in a month… I have always been amazed that November is marathon-project month. How did this come to be? November has been my busiest month ever since I entered the wonderful world of…
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Red Reveal
Where have I been? Not on the blog very often. But I promised you a FO post a while back, and here it is! The FO is my iteration of Leah’s Lovely Cardigan from More Last-Minute Knitted Gifts. It is emphatically not sweater weather in Phoenix, so pictures had to wait until we were up…
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One Year Ago Today
One year ago today, I adopted Melba. Querido and I had found her a week before crossing a big busy intersection. She was in poor shape: dirty, ill-fed, and carrying ticks. We fed her, cleaned her up, and embarked on the messy process of incorporating a dog into our lives. One year, two “mildly cancerous”…
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Chair Hog
I have one recliner, and somehow, it’s not quite big enough for Melba and me to sit on at once. Clearly, one of us is a chair hog. Melba says it’s me. I say it’s Melba.
Anti-Quotidian 