Wednesday, November 19, 2008

wrap me in a blanket

I don’t know if it’s the impending holiday season or the snow that is now covering our grass, roof and driveway that is making me love nights that allow me to stay home and get to work on the various projects I have going on right now.
Days have been busy at work with writing, editing and performance reviews…fun stuff I know, but come 5 o’clock I am biting at the bit to get home, and work on all of my little projects…
As documented the last few days…I am on a roll…
The creative juices are definitely flowing and it’s a good feeling…after a drought.
Tonight I’m planning to work on a crochet blanket that I’ve started over two years ago…
it’s only about half done, so I doubt I’ll finish it tonight or anytime soon, but to pick it up again will be a milestone in itself…

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

fingerless gloves

tonight i finished this small knitting project - fingerless gloves...
a simple way to spend a night or two, when the weather gets cold and there's snow on the ground.

Saturday, November 15, 2008

oh so crafty

i spent a good part of today making hand made calendars -
perpetual calendars to be exact.
good for keeping track of birthdays and anniversaries and such.
i made three and they've turned out really cute.
the first letter of each month is a cut out that i then backed with a funky fabric from my stash.
the possibilities are endless really and it was just a good rainy saturday project to keep me busy.

Friday, November 14, 2008


yesterday a twitter friend, littlebrownpen wrote a blog post about Shakespeare…
She quoted her favorite Shakespeare sonnet…and as I read it I was transported back to college, where I would read hours and hours of british literature and poetry, highlight, underline, scribble notes in margins and get goosebumps from the power of the pen. Lately I’ve done a crap job of staying in the books I love. I haven’t read a classic in over a year and I feel myself drying up from lack of poetry. So, today I requote sonnet 29 in effigy of my former life…a life of lots of time and words and desire for knowledge and romance and poetry...

Sonnet 29

When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf Heaven with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself, and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featur'd like him, like him with friends possess'd,
Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least:
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee,--and then my state
(Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven's gate;
For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings'.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008


And from his fullness we have all received, grace upon grace.
John 1:16

These things I have spoken to you,
that my joy may be in you, and that your joy may be full.
John 15:11

I was struck by both of these verses while reading this morning…
In my mind, they seemed to go hand in hand.
We are on the verge of something new,
And I cannot help but cloud hope with shadows of doubt, discouragement and unbelief.
That good things cannot, will not happen to me – to us.
And although my assurance in the knowledge that god is good is solid,
My wavering comes in waves of pessimism, cynicism, and faithlessness.
I cannot help but wallow –
But in the midst of these disturbances,
I am decidedly hopeful, light and careful,

Thoughtful in my faith.

From his fullness, we are made full.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

change, change, change.

Today is a new day//
It's been a while since there has been optimism about the politics of our nation//
Timidly I became bi-partisan and voted for the candidate that I felt the most hopeful could bring change//
I know, I know, I sound like a commercial, I apologize//
But as the aftermath unfolds//
I sat at my desk today and listened as acceptance speeches and receding speeches were replayed//
full of humility, hope and humanity//
And to be quite honest, I think I would've been happy with either outcome//
Both appear to be great fathers, husbands, citizens and politicians in general//
So today, the day after, the world is still turning and the optimism is contagious as we wait for change//
Any kind of change//
It's a good day.

Ok, I'm off my soapbox now :)

Monday, November 3, 2008

a mingled yarn

“The web of our life is of a mingled yarn” – William Shakespeare

Last weekend we had the pleasure of seeing Shakespeare’s Macbeth downtown at the Cleveland Playhouse with good friends.
Although much was lost in translation, the visuals were like eye candy and the newly remodled Hanna Theatre was a site to be savoured.
It was nice to get out and do something a little different on a Friday night, other than our usual leftovers and crashing on the couch after another neverending work week.
We got semi-dressed up and pretended we were part of the affluent Cleveland society that sees plays on a regular basis.
Although part of that was lost as we bickered over $5 parking as opposed to walking in the rain, where we could’ve parked for quarters.
We didn’t sip wine at intermission, and instead of dinner out afterwards, we grabbed coffee and talked until the starbuck’s closed.
It was a charming evening, and although we don’t live like royalty, we felt like it as we crawled into bed only $11 poorer than when the evening began.

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