Friday, May 26, 2017


I hate my washing machine.

It has a setting for "handwash." I thought I could set it and it would fill with water and STOP so I could handwash a sweater I just finished. I just finished after months of working on it, after having to do the first sleeve two times because it didn't turn out right...

but no. The washer kept going and I sat here at my desk completely oblivious to the fact that the sweater was getting STRETCHED OUT terribly.

I jumped up thinking OH SHIT THE WASHER IS WASHING and by the time I got it stopped, the fucking sweater was huge. So I threw it in some hot water and then in the dryer for a little bit. Okay so far. A few more minutes and it's fucked. It's totally too small now and it's for someone who is over 6 feet tall. It's already a very late birthday present and I feel like a GIANT FUCKING FAILURE.

It was SO pretty. It was the first thing I ever made for my second kid - son number 1. He was 9 when I started knitting and he was growing so much that I wasn't prepared mentally to make him something he wouldn't wear for as long as it took me to make it.

Then I found this pattern and thought "WOW! That would look so good on Kid2." And I found the perfect yarn in a really dark green and thought "WOW that would look so good on Kid2."

and it's ruined.

Monday, May 1, 2017


I keep forgetting to put that on this blog. We're doing a pod cast now. It's 40 Acres and a Fool - mostly my husband. He started it, thought I'd like to show up once in a while, and now it's a gig.

We talk about current events, farm stuff, critters, gardening, cooking, politics, history, whatever pops into our heads mostly.

40 Acres and a Fool

Saturday, March 4, 2017

My Scar

I don't think I've shared this before. 

That's the scar from the tumor surgery; it's about six inches long. The two smaller scars below and right are from the two drains that were left in for about four days after the surgery. 

Not easy to tell there was a problem, right? Until, that is, all my hair fell out.