I don’t often post about such things, but this was such a well-done look at what can happen to gifted kids I thought I should share (with the caveat that I think the term “gifted” is rather ironic since it often feels like a curse). If you know kids like this, the “You may not need a hug but _I_ do” line may be the best thing going. Existential Depression in Gifted Children | The Unbounded Spirit. note: I’ve...

For many months now I’ve been taking pictures of stuff–life, my cooking, interesting-weird-things–always thinking, “ooh! I can post it tonight” but night is my only knitting time and… there went that idea. Instead, I think I’d like to start something different. I’d like to post a gallery of these shots on Sunday. Just pictures. If something sparks your fancy or you just want to know more, let me...

After much time and angst, the What Would Madame Defarge Knit INDIVIDUAL patterns are here (or on Ravelry, actually)!!! What Would Madame Defarge Knit? by Heather Ordover, Editor wwmdfk.com Paperback — buy from Cooperative Press published in May 2011 notes Also now available: Volume 2 in the WWMDfK series: What (else) Would Madame Defarge Knit? ___________________ All patterns from this book are now also available as individual downloads....

Well, we’ve turned the corner on the decade marking September 11, 2001. Eleven years out, now, but who’s counting? Over the years I’ve written many different 9/11 posts starting with our experience long before there were blogs. I also wrote about it irregularly here, on or around 9/11 anniversaries. on the ten year anniversary on the nine year anniversary on the six year anniversary and last year, after being interviewed by...

I slept in so I wasn’t part of the decision making process, but we went bowling on Sunday. There’s a ridiculous bowling alley near-by which is decorated to look like Bedrock (from the Flintstones). Goofiness aside, though, it’s’ really quite nice and well-maintained. Thning 1 monitored the lane. Thing 2 and the Husband kept tabs. Friend Deb in LA is going to freak out at my score. We bowled in late May when the fambly...

Today we arose before five and headed to the Tucson INTERNATIONAL Airport. Cracks me up. (International. Snort.) Boys were thrilled. Mom a little less so, but Dad sat with boys so mom could listen to audiobook and knit. How awesome is THAT!? After a longish (but pleasant and free-via-miles) set of flights we landed— —and were picked up by Auntie Suzie. We were able to see Cousin Thom off to a fête in Finland then back to...