Plans amid radio silence

Poor She's been rotting due to me having massive, twitchy privacy issues. I'd like to talk here, but I'm just not sure it's a good idea for lots of reasons, so I just shut up and stay shut. For, uh, months at a time.

For those of you who pay attention on the sewing front, I've been a teense worn thanks to me putting in more hours than I should at work, but I'm hoping this is not a permanent thing. It means I've had little to show, but I do still sit down to the machine when my brain hasn't melted after a workday.

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15 August 2011 to 11 May 2012
Double wedding ring
Level of completion: 
Completed and given away
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Stick with me here. You'll read the first few paragraphs here and wonder how in the world this is going to have a happy ending, but ... it does. I promise.

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I have struggled to name this quilt, as well as to write about it. It goes without saying that 2011, thanks to Jeff's accident, was ... hell, let's pick a few adjectives:

Pentagon Papers

7 October 2011 to 26 December 2011
Level of completion: 
Completed and given away

Travel looks glamorous for the first thirty seconds, especially when it's work travel. New places! New things! The implication of being skilled enough that you need to take your skills to the people who need them!

Except it isn't really like that. It's looking at your cats and saying, "Shit, honey, I'm so sorry. Please don't bite the cat-sitter. I have to go to the airport again…"

Home, sweet home

I knew I'd flown one too many times this past week when I walked up to the coffee stand and said, "Oh, when did the coffee machine break? It was working when I was here a few days ago..."

I spent a few days in Washington DC, at Matthew's house. It was an actual vacation, albeit a short one. I felt vaguely ashamed at how I roosted on the couch for the entire weekend, barely moving, but I wasn't ashamed enough to actually get up and do something about it.

My vantage point:

A powerless time

After six nights in the dark, my power returned last night. I am immensely grateful that my house escaped the widespread devastation that can be found in my community. I've posted my photos of the devastation and its aftermath to Flickr; I did not seek out damage for photography purposes, but it was everywhere I went. it took a few days to rescue Tenzing from the vet's, thanks to this mess in front of their building:

Calling all catnip-heads

As part of setting up my sewing room, I've discovered that I have a ton of goofy silly fun cat fabric: