writer, blogger, crafty woman
I like my coffee like I like my men. With little tiny faces. I have a confession to make. I like people who drink coffee. I’m not saying I don’t like people who don’t drink coffee, but, well, yes I am, in a way. If you come to my house for dinner and I […]
Nothing says, “Wipe yourself” like a crocheted doll on the back of the toilet. I am not the least bit crafty. Sure, I do crafts. I knit (see previous blog about booties, yarn sculptures and no-snack knitting classes) and I love to cut and paste. I regret that bulletin boards never caught on in the home […]
I’ve been spending an inordinate amount of time in the hippie food stores here in Lexington. Partly because of my search for citric acid for making cheese (see previous blog about making cheese, drinking wine, pummeling, stretching and swearing), but partly because these stores are like a magnet for people like me. And by […]
I made cheese today. And no, that’s not code for I scored a big business deal or had gas. I made two balls of mozzarella cheese in my kitchen. It was so easy! The recipe said it was going to be easy and then it wasn’t really all that easy and then, like most […]
I read in yesterday’s paper that the Maharishi Mahesh Yogi died. He was 91. Maybe it was the beard, or maybe it was the comfy, old-guy clothes, but I thought he was about 107-years-old in the 1960s when he was chillin’ with the Beatles. He must be the Wilford Brimley of spiritual oneness. Did […]
Who wears the homemade poncho in this family? I’m knitting up a storm. The Dialing for Obsessions Wheel that is my brain has landed on KNITTING! again. It’s a good day for babies, homeless cold people and bare necks, because I’m making booties, blankets and scarves. Except for booties, which are kind of hard, […]