The A.D.D. Knitter--because I make everything a lot harder than it needs to be...

The Drive-Thru. Yes, me and my thighs are well acquainted with the modern day convenience of being able to buy french fries or doughnuts in ...

The IAD (Dulles) hat you see pictured above was given as a Christmas present to my very good friend and colleague, and yesterday was the fir...

Doesn't every picture of Purl look the same? They should just issue a standard shot available on the their web site for bloggers to dow...

There was a stage in this knitter's life when I disliked nothing more than the wavy gravy look of garter stitch. (Incidentally, Wavy Gra...

When I was growing up, the refrain heard from me most often by our patient, beleaguered mother was no doubt " Mom, he's copying me!...

Being that I am basically a lemming at heart, I figured I would try my hand at the scarf that is taking the nation by storm. I am of course...

It's funny how time off from work tends to bring out familiar indolent patterns of behavior in (these two) academics. Raiding my parents...

Back in Minneapolis I had a chance to connect with a childhood family friend who has also become an avid knitter. Our kids are all roughly t...

I am pleased to report that the Curmudgeon and I are spending a lovely winter break with Peeper-Lou and Tween Thing in the Land of 10,000 la...

Oh yes I did. I have fallen again really hard for one of my first loves. A certain Japanese yarn has been calling my name over the last few ...