Do you ever have a moment where you catch sight of a photo of an ex (on Facebook, let's say) and you start laughing aloud, thinking, "Did I really used to kiss that dude?"

Yeah.

I am searching for a pattern...something simple, to showcase fabric that I am tempted to call obnoxious, but which makes me giggle to think of it.

I am making a beefcake quilt for Sean, with a fabric featuring a lumberjack who looks a bit like Jesus as the starring fabric.

I am not having much luck.

At least, it does now ( Read more... )

I got pretty sick on Friday of last week, but chalked it up to the stress of having two major funding deadlines that day that I *just barely* managed to meet, and then my boss throwing something else my way 20 minutes before work finished. One of the applications was not a problem (we have a great new Rec Manager who did so much work toward it), ( Read more... )

I was kind of sick last night, and didn't feel up to the task of going in to the office at -40C this morning. I've been working on one of my funding applications, and have almost everything I need to get it finished. The other one...is not so good. And it's due tomorrow ( Read more... )

The woodstove is not like the furnace - if it becomes too hot, I can't simply turn it down.

No covers for me tonight!

I just got back from an evening at the Grand Theatre in London - as a special Christmas/vacation treat, my mother had obtained tickets for Joseph and the Amazing Technicolour Dreamcoat, which is an old family favourite. We knew all the tunes, and Mum has been driving me crazy for the last week, randomly chanting "Go go go go!" at inopportune ( Read more... )

Oh, flist, another year has almost worn out its welcome. Soon we'll be bidding adieu to 2010 and ushering in the as-yet-unspoiled 2011. It's a heady time.

But first, massive doses of turkey and stuffing!

Have a good day, folks.

Well, my pretties, after a long and exhausting trip home (turbulence at Calgary, diversion to Toronto from London, hours and hours of waiting to go to a hotel), I am safely ensconced in my parents' house in Woodstock. Yes, I find myself occasionally muttering, "Why did I want to leave the Yukon?" but that's just because the winter in Ontario sucks ( Read more... )

I may have just gone and gotten myself hooked on Leverage.

I'm just saying, is all.