A New Hampshire Knitter

Thy leaves are so unchanging We're now two months away from the first of two craft fairs that I'm working this year. Both of them are bookending the Thanksgiving holiday, and obviously, the minds of consumers will have already moved well past turkey comas and football to tinsel and snowmen. As such, I've decided to introduce a Christmas line in this year, the main feature being, well, Christmas trees.  That's the bottom half of it, anyway. I modified it a bit to make it one piece and in the round. 'Cause I STINK at seaming. I go out of my way to avoid seaming when I can. And I think the pattern calls for beads and other decorations to be added after the fact, and I'm adding them as I go, using some beads I found in the back of my closet when I recently cleaned it out.  I have enough of these beads to make two trees, and I have quite a bit of silver and gold colored beads. (Seriously people, every time I see those beads, or even think the w

Happy Friday! I've recently decided (recently meaning within the last couple hours) to do a "No Spend Month" Challenge for the month of September. Am I crazy for doing this? I kinda feel a bit crazy. I went onto Pinterest, searching for hints and tips and whatnot, and quickly fell down the rabbit hole. (To be honest though, "Went to Pinterest" and "fell down the rabbit hole" are a bit synonymous.) I suppose the decision to do this started brewing a couple months ago- I created an account with YNAB (You Need A Budget.) They're not paying me to say this, but I seriously love it. It's $50 a year, but I've already saved over that each month. What's cool about it is it is extremely similar to the envelope system, and I can pretty much SEE every dollar I have- which is something a notepad and a pencil can't do all that easily. But it's hard to say exactly HOW MUCH I'm saving- because while the regular, known, expenses a

I remember growing up, certainly in my elementary and middle school years, where summer vacation was like a long, lazy pause in time. Not so much by the time I got to high school, when I had band practice and band camp and a part time job cashiering at a local supermarket, but when I was young, the summer days dragged forever, never ending until Labor Day came and suddenly Mom was waking me up at way-too-early-o'clock to catch the bus and another school year was beginning. I miss those days. Now it seems like as soon as summer gets here, we're preparing for it's end. The days go faster and faster until suddenly another whole year's gone by and we're back to where we began. I haven't written in awhile, mostly because I didn't know what to say. More accurately, I felt like I didn't have anything to say. I knew what I was feeling but I didn't know how to express it. Earlier today, I decided to just take out the metaphorical blank piece of paper an