This weekend was the Vienna Wool & Design Festival. A festival for wool? Yes please! €10 per day entry on day of? TAKE MY MONEY!! Don't ask why I didn't purchase my weekend pass in advance. It's a sore spot in my soul. I am acutely aware that I shorted myself €8 for yarn in my budget.… Continue reading Stash
It's Monday and the sunshine called me out of the house. Instead of sitting inside, crocheting the day away, I opted for a little city walk. My little city walk turned into a 4.4 km stroll through my new favorite spots in the city. I took a few selfies while soaking in the vitamin-D, snapped… Continue reading Monday Walkabout
Our sweet girl is at it again. She is testing our ability to keep our heads on straight, our calm, and our finances. Who needs kids when you have chihuahuas, right? Let me give you a little back story. Meet Minnha, our 10 year old chihuahua-terrier mix. She's a bundle of diva and emotions on… Continue reading Minnha of the Forest… and the Tierklinik
Three days into my 39th year and I am already learning little lessons that will impact my life in the biggest of ways. 1. Not knowing the destination is part of the fun. Coco scheduled a quick birthday trip for the two of us to take a few days away from home before Mama & Papa… Continue reading Always take the stairs
About two years back I was struggling with what I wanted to do with my life. Most people describe that as a typical mini-midlife crisis. I wasn't a nervous wreck, breaking down and buying a new rack or anything. I just constantly felt I needed to do something else with my life. I didn't hate… Continue reading The road to 40 is paved with personal development
Growing up in a large school system, you become just a number in a class of 30+ students. Your teachers know your name, but not who you are. You spend an entire day just waiting to be noticed, but there's no time. You aren't the squeaky wheel. You are a folder in the records room… Continue reading Not invisible
My yarn stash is something that brings me great comfort. I enjoy pulling a skein, or hank, out of the bin and imagining what it may become. It's an activity that I can stretch to fill an entire afternoon, occasionally a full day.