Cripes, what a pushy bunch. I take time out from a rare family holiday to write a post with photos of a finished project *and what happens? ...

We have been making things. Abigail and her mother have been making cookies. Those cookies . I have already had it up to my proto-Gandalfian...

If this post smells of butter and drool it's because I've spent about half the day baking cookies. The kitchen looks like Open House...

Sweet Sally Melville, can you believe how long it’s been since the last post? I’m appalled. I intended to chirp immediately upon my return f...

Judging from the pile of comments, the little movie in the last post touched a chord in quite a few tender hearts. Mind you, whether that c...

Halloween 2010 is but a memory– a hazy memory for some in this household. Between us and the gift-oriented holidays lies only the blip of T...

Somebody left a comment a few entries back–I can't remember who, and to find out I'd have to stop typing, get off the chaise longue ...

With the holiday travel season fast approaching, a timely reminder seems well advised.

TO: Franklin FR: Tom SUBJ: Photoshop help? Hey, is there any way you can fix this pic of Augie with Photoshop? Thanks, Tom ----- FR: Frankli...

A few years ago I started cataloguing my personal library over on a site called LibraryThing . At this point I'm a little less than half...

(NOTE: I'm sorry that there won't be much today about knitting. I don't often veer off topic these days, but this is something I...

Did you ever have one of those days? Today, I did. Now that it's quite over and the bodies are neatly buried, I've made a t-shirt to...

It’s been a wonderful tour. I’m waiting for my flight home (via Los Angeles) from cozy, foggy Eureka and so have a little time to tell you a...