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    Ow, my nose hairs.

    Some random musings on the topic of artificial scented products:

    1. Today I had the dubious pleasure of experiencing this holiday season’s innovation: cinnamon-scented pine cones. I made a run to the QFC at University Village for lunch, and found a parking space about 200 feet from the main door. As soon as I . . . → Read More: Ow, my nose hairs.

    ABC-Along: O

    O is for Organic garbage disposal

    Every other week or so, I like to rummage around in the wormatorium worm box. This week, I thought you might like a photo tour.

    The worm box lives under my kitchen counter, which is convenient for dropping in kitchen scraps, and keeps the worms at a . . . → Read More: ABC-Along: O

    Slather yourself in YouTube goodness. I command it.

    Sun’s narrow sliver Sweeps across a cold window Illuminating

    Dorothy’s haiku chicken post got me all excited about the idea of an entire post composed of pictures and haikuses. But then I could only think of one haiku, so.

    Oh, Sienna. Sienna, Sienna. Last night I basted together the back and fronts, and . . . → Read More: Slather yourself in YouTube goodness. I command it.

    It’s cold. Knit faster.

    This weekend I finished the right and left fronts, so I only have the sleeves left to knit. I’m racing to finish this one, because it’s cold, and I want to wear it.

    Completed left front, and partially-completed right front, taking the sun at the Anacortes Starbucks

    I had a really hard time . . . → Read More: It’s cold. Knit faster.


    “Now, this may seem strange from someone who writes about pretty dresses (mostly) every day, but: You Don’t Have to Be Pretty. You don’t owe prettiness to anyone. Not to your boyfriend/spouse/partner, not to your co-workers, especially not to random men on the street. You don’t owe it to your mother, you don’t owe . . . → Read More: HELL YEAH.