January 11, 2011

Hat skills

This guy's got em.


It was perched on the extreme rear of his cranium, but IT DIDN'T FALL OFF.


I was in literal awe.

That's right

This blog got its own line of bread.

Take that, haters!

Found

Miniature tam-'o-shanter.

Is it yours?

In the park

Impressive beige fluff.

Hmm


Soup tureen.


Or chamber pot?

I saw this on my way to work on my bike, and I had already had way too much stuff to carry. My plan was to come back for it later, but—I forgot.

Bubble tea

Coconut.



With black bubbles!

I really love Chinatown.

January 8, 2011

I fear



That backpack kitty has been retired.

Bananagrams!



Dr. Jones wants to play.

Santa Claus boot

Of course you remember it. (I am keeping random tiny stuffing scraps in it.)


Well, I was on the "internet" a while ago, and I happened to see ANOTHER Santa Claus boot for sale. Yes! A PAIR OF BOOTS, I thought. PERFECT!!! So I purchased it.

But when it arrived . . . I tore open the box in breathless anticipation, to find:



Santa got one big foot and one li'l foot.
:(

Cowl

Yes, I knitted this beauty.


I was knitting it "normal" but then I got bored and started experimenting.



Knitters everywhere are shuddering.

But I like it!

January 5, 2011

Last night

I decided I should make quiche.

Again with the knitting

Now this is a more typical production:

A multicolored, wizened, technically flawed scrap.

January 4, 2011

Hazards of blogging

My sisters have taken to calling Greg "Choklit Drops."

Knitting!


Yes, I am finally learning how! Thank you sister Mona, for the yarn and needles, and Beth, for teaching me.

(Note to self: vacuum rug.)

Lamb curry

In progress:


And . . .


Finished!

Good job, me (recipe from How to Cook Everything, with added leftover vegetables).

Always psyched


To have an excuse to consult Garner's Modern American Usage.

Sometimes a girl needs to know the difference between "may" and "might."

January 2, 2011

A most excellent snack

Invented by Greg:


A piece of fresh mozzarella from the fridge with olive oil and salt.

In your mouth.

GINGHAM!


My friend Claudine made me this apron.

It has a bib and an extra long sash for wrapping around twice. I love it! (I wore it tonight to make lamb curry.)

Getting out of town


Traffic trauma. But don't worry—


Greg is here!

January 1, 2011

Mini yarn balls


Dude, do not throw these away!


Keep them in a basin.

You'll find a use for them eventually.

Back in the city



The weirdness begins immediately.

Beavs were here





This amazing beaver pond was really close to our chalet in Lake Luzerne. The entire thing was frozen, so you could walk up to the dam and the lodge (the beavs didn't come out tho).

There is nothing I love more than walking in the woods peering closely at everything! (I am an idefatigable peerer).

Gregory

He is a good wilderness guide.


(Note reflective vest.)


Here he is indicating the frozen surface of a beaver pond.

Thank you Gregory!

Holiday baking

Apple pie!


Made by me! (Recipe from How to Cook Everything, which Greg got for Christmas.)


Eaten with whipped cream, natch.

December 30, 2010

Holidays

At a chalet in the Adirondacks there is lots of time for handicrafts (even if your sisters want to play Parcheesi 24/7).

I finally finished this blanket for my sister Mona:


It has been through lots of iterations. You may recall that at one time it looked like this (yes, a lot of unraveling was involved).

Yep, it came out well in the end!

December 23, 2010

Dear blog friends

I am off to sojourn in the woods en famille.

Ye shall hear of my exploits upon my return!

Have a good one!

December 22, 2010

Montreal cat


Nonplussed.

By all this darn snow!


Cold pawsers is what he'll get.

My niece


Loves her brother.

I went to Montreal for Hanukah and hung out with my family.

Bummer

Missed it.

Last night at bedtime


Greg brought in the garlic to show me while I was taking a bath.

December 21, 2010

Blogspirations


A Swedish quilt.


And "boro" cloth, made in Japan by the poor mainly from scraps of indigo-dyed cloth.

One day I will make a quilt.

The best part of waking up

Nope, not Folgers in your cup (gross)--a kitty on the pilla next to you!

She got up and started head butting me and purring . . . AWWW. Her name is Zucca and she is a rare female orange cat, with amber eyes! My sister is babysitting her.

For reals?


"Bobert"?