Come home Floyd!

Floyd kittie has gone over the fence…literally. We let her out to roam the back yard as usual last Wednesday night, and she never came back We put up posters, so here’s hoping someone has seen her. Wish us luck!

I has a fishy!

I saw these poor betta fish in tiny cups in PetSmart and felt the need to rescue one of them. Because 4 cats, 1 dog, and a hedgehog just aren’t enough. (Srsly.) He’s a fantail betta and his name is Unbeatable Banzuke. Because I’m a dork.

I can knit!!!

I’ve been crocheting for about 15 years, since my grandmother showed me how and I made a giant afghan. And then another. And then a few dozen more. I kept the first one (it’s still on the bed in our guest room - it’s made of 108 granny squares sewn together)

but gave the rest away as wedding/birthday/baby/Christmas presents.

A few years later I took up smaller projects, like hats:

But I never learned how to knit. I tried a few times, but it never really took. Dan once knitted a square that we use as a potholder, but I couldn’t get the hang of it. Till last weekend, a friend was in town and offered to teach me. Somehow, the method she uses works for me. So I knit a few rows, made a mistake, ripped it all out; repeat ad nauseum until finally it started to click and I just kept going. And going. And going. I knit the whole skein. 6 feet later, Nikki now has a loverly scarf:

with a crocheted flower and leaves on it, just for fun.

Hooray! I love learning new things. Especially new ways of making stuff. I imagine soon I’ll knit myself a dog or something. Watch me!