It’s not fair

I had plans to tell you all how my weekend went. It was great, with good weather and even better company. Before I sat down to start writing I got some horrible news. My brother and sister-in-law’s baby had passed away before it was born.

Last Thursday my niece Lotte was born and today we are saying goodbye to her.

Sick is not fun

Being sick is absolutely not fun when you plan a weekend away. I’ve been telling everybody that I can’t get sick because I’m not missing my fun weekend. It’s going to be a weekend filled with wool, dye, spinning wheels and just lots of fun. So when I suddenly felt really bad yesterday I was far from happy. I called in sick this morning so I could sleep it off.

So what else do you do?



Toss some yarn in a dyebath and hunt around for that one ball of Kid Silk Haze.

I’m feeling much better now.

Cats to borrow

Yesterday when I came home from work I smelled basil. A very nice smell, but I don’t have a basil plant. Once I got to the kitchen I found out where it came from. One of the cats knocked over a bottle of olive oil with basil. The bottom of the bottle had broken spilling oil all over the counter top. Unfortunately for me I had a spindle lying there and half was covered in oil.
They’ve done this before with a bottle with lamp oil. Also managing it to cover my spindle.

Sigh, anybody interested to temporarily take in a few elderly cats? They can be really sweet.