Thanks to everyone who’s touched base to see how things are going in Georgia. I’m fine and am currently looking for work. My mom’s chemo continues, but the first drug showed little success, so they switched her to a more aggressive drug a couple of weeks ago. She’ll likely lose her hair over the next…
The Power of Friendship
I’ve been quiet of late for a variety of reasons not the least of which is that major currents are running through my life right now in ways that make me feel very vulnerable to the will of the ocean. I’ve had much reason to become mistrustful, and it has colored my perception of the…
Women’s Interaction Survey
Monday, I posted a survey asking where women interact. It’s an informal thing, but I’m curious. I had a belief based on anecdotal evidence, and no one really seemed to disagree dramatically. I’d been led to believe that women didn’t spend a lot of time socializing outside work and home, and while my point was…
Social Interaction and knitting
I’ve frequently suffered from hoof-in-mouth disease. I say the wrong thing at the wrong time in the presence of the wrong person, and thankfully, I get politely called on it. Recently, I made the comment that many women over thirty have few social outlets. It wasn’t intended to be pejorative, and I definitely didn’t mean…
And on…
There’s a proverbial “ancient Chinese curse” whose age and place of origin I cannot verify. It’s a wish that one live in interesting times. These are they. Leaving my job and relationship was difficult, and certainly not having an income is scary as hell. That’s not to oddest part, though. What’s truly interesting is my…
Saturday Rediscovered
I’ll be the first one to admit that down-time is a good thing for anyone, but the fact is that I’m just not terribly good at it quite yet. After mowing not only my own lawn but the back lawns of the three adjacent neighbors (yeah, I’ve got a little nervous energy working), I did…
Saturday Morning Fever
I rolled out of bed at 9:38am. On a Saturday morning, I got out of bed at twenty-to-ten. You don’t have to get how nice that was, but I do, and it was glorious. Busby was still snoring in his crate at the head of my bed, and Tate was curled into his accustomed little…
Starting fresh
It’s true that I’m no longer affiliated with ThreadBear Fiber Arts Studio. There is loss involved. I suspect that it will take a while to work through that loss, but I’m well, the dogs are well, and we’re all moving on. Beyond that, I’m in the first hour of my first real Saturday off in…
News from the back office
Believe it or not, I do still exist! And not only do I exist, I’ve actually been doing things. I know. It’s mystifying.
Ok. I’ve been doing lots of…
What’s up
My mom’s had another cancer issue. It is being resolved as quickly and as effectively as medical science allows, but it’s still a pisser. She’s tough, my sweet Southern Moma, but I worry about her. And I try not to get her involved with drama here. That winds up meaning calling less, though, and she’ll…