Another craft?

I may be in trouble.  See what I've done:

See Jude supervising in the background.

 I've exposed myself to a new craft.  I ordered a basketweaving kit from these people, and I've already woven one, with four more to go in the kit.

Jude takes credit for the basket.

I don't think I have the storage space in my teeny craft room for any more craft supplies.

I actually may not be in too great danger of getting addicted to basket weaving, though.  The way I think of it (and science-nerd-types will get this) is that the activation energy of basket weaving is too high.  You have to soak the reed for 20 minutes before you can even begin, not to mention all the measuring and cutting.  But mostly it's the soaking.  With knitting, I can just pick it up and start making stitches, no soaking required.  Still, I'm happy to know how to weave baskets, and where to get materials.  Because I love baskets.  I might even have a fetish.  And they're so darn expensive.  Way cheaper to make my own. :)

Garden Pizza

For the last week, I've had the cold that just won't die.  (Or rather, the cold that psyches you into thinking it died right away, but returns with a vengeance over the weekend.)  But on Sunday night, Evan and I did something fun.  Before the rain came pouring down, we went out to our humble little overgrown, horribly tangled garden and picked our first eggplant.

Half of it we breaded and fried and ate in strips dipped in tomato sauce.

The other half we chopped into little cubes and put on a pizza, along with our first garden green pepper, and a couple of our twenty-bazillion garden little tomatoes.  (Also cheese, onions, and pepperoni from the grocery store.)

Evan and I felt so proud to be cooking and eating food with stuff we had grown ourselves!  We've got more little (and big) tomatoes coming in all the time, and some really legit-looking peppers, and some more flowers on the eggplant plant, so looks like there will be some more garden pizzas in the future.

For now, I think my cold is dying its second death, and it looks like Evan is finally beginning to catch it.

Ionisation

Check it out: a video of the Eastman Percussion Ensemble performing at the Kennedy Center.  The first piece is very cool.  It's Ionisation by Edgard Varèse.  My little brother is just left of center, as you look at the stage.  I'm way proud of him.

http://www.kennedy-center.org/explorer/videos/?id=M4633

why: MANDATORY 10¢ elliptercise

Why is it that I was really interested in attending this presentation on finding and getting a postdoc position until they said it was MANDATORY and ATTENDANCE WILL BE TAKEN?

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Why is it that two gas stations kitty-corner from each other have a 10¢/gal price difference?

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Why is it that 30 minutes of strenuous exercise on an elliptical at the gym (aka, elliptercise) didn't make me sore the next day, but I'm aching after pulling a few weeds?

Not like the other

Evan - One of these cats is not like the other.











 


Me - Which one?

Evan - I don't know.  It's kind of hard to play this game with only two cats.

March Team Challenge: Natural History

I've entered an item in this month's RNEST team challenge (themed Natural History).

I call it the Vines on Moss hat, because I crocheted a vine ornament on a hat knit in moss stitch.  Of course, the whole thing is green.

You should go check out my fellow challengers and vote for your favorite (I hope it's mine!) over at the RNEST blog.

Jude watches the snow

These pictures are from earlier this winter. But I forgot to share them.

Jude was absolutely enthrawled by the falling snow.  So was I, when I looked.

There's the view out our front window.  Brr.  If you look closely you can see cat ears in the lower right.

Zoom in on the lower right.  There's Jude.

Just look at those perky ears.  So attentive!

I love his expression, and the dichotomy of freezing, snowy outside with cozy, warm inside.