I would like to say life has been fun and exciting, so much so that I did not have time to write, climbing tall trees, exploring the back roads of China, creating innovative sweater designs. The truth, however, is that a PS3 is a horrible time sucker.

I climbed a few trees; a couple of my kids (folks I supervise on the job) want to learn how to ( Read more... )

I was recently asked what fun and elegance meant to me.

For some reason Spalding Gray's quote from "Swimming to Cambodia" comes to mind, the quote went something like "...it was then I realized his perfect moments were when he almost died."

Fun for me is when I feel present, focused in the moment. It's the moment when I lean into a snowy slope, ( Read more... )

I've been doing some cleaning and have spent a great deal of time organizing photos this weekend. Most of them from the 90's, although there are several from previous to that time. They fill most of an old army foot-locker that belong to my Dad. He brought it back from Korea.

I have been dreading this task for all the memories it stirs up. ( Read more... )

I took the 43 Things Personality Quiz and found out I'm a

Spiritual Healthy Builder

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I got my room back into shape. Knitting implements in their basket. Important papers filed, well, most of them anyway (I have at least one clear spot on my desk). What to do with grandma's beautifully, hand-stitched handkerchief? One of my student's tai chi music CD? Yarn meant for a former lover's sweater? I heard the shop I bought it from may ( Read more... )

Dad's home, my brother drove him home from the hospital on Saturday. He was very glad to be back at the house. We are watching his temperature, and his breathing is a bit loud. He has new medicines to take and exercises to do. I hope he keeps up with them ( Read more... )

The holidays were a bit rough this year ( Read more... )

I had a blast co-hosting on a knitting podcast:

http://knitmoregirls.blogspot.com/

I am not usually profane, but....fuck.

Perhaps not all who read this are aware that I moved back to the bay area a couple years ago to care for my elderly parents. I do not regret that decision. I love my folks, and as trying as living with my mother's failing hearing and memory, my father's constant snoring in front of the television, there are joys, times of celebration, slices of ( Read more... )