I Guess They Call This Progress

I narrowly met my no-pattern sewing goal for December/January by sewing a full-length t-shirt dress in a random knit fabric I had lying around It turned out well and I created a pattern to use for future versions. I was feeling so successful that the next day I started recreating a skirt I’ve had for several years. I haven’t finished that yet, but it shouldn’t take too long.

I finished knitting the shawl I started last summer during a moment of inspiration (get it done before winter!). It is gorgeous and I need to take pictures of it once it’s blocked (or decide not to block it). I also finished a quick cowl I started recently as well.

I fell off the exercise wagon in December and only really exercised twice, though I did exercise regularly. That’s a bummer because I’ve been doing so well at exercising twice a week for the last several years. This YEAR will be better.

I connected with a gentleman at work, and we had a date and have another one scheduled later this week. He’s a delightful combination of exciting and comfortable and I’m looking forward to getting to know him better.

New Neighbors

I have a bit of a conundrum. It seems that we have four (possibly more – the neighbor said last week he saw six) young kittens living in our backyard. I’m not good at judging kitten age, but they’re very fluffy and about 8″ long, not including tails. They’re clean and look healthy. We have yet to see a mama-cat. My conundrum is this: were it not October, I’d probably leave them alone. But I really don’t think feral kittens are going to last out the winter if they’re still this young. I know of a no-kill shelter, but I am entirely unsure of my ability to catch people-shy kittens. They suggested setting out a saucer of milk, but isn’t cow milk bad for cats? Or is that just older cats?

Should I even try to catch these kittens? Is it physically possible? Will they be fine or better off on their own? Last year there were several kittens growing up in the neighborhood, and one by one I saw them become road kill. I do not want to clean frozen kitten corpses out of my back yard in the spring.

It’s Either Your Money or Your Life

For those of you who’ve expressed interest in my small obsession with money management and aspirations toward debt-free living, these are my top picks for philosophies and systems I’ve found so far:

  1. Your Money or Your Life, by Joe Dominguez Get yourself dreaming in the right direction.
  2. Mary Hunt’s Debt-Proof Living, by Mary Hunt (smaller, day to day picture). Section 1 is the interesting part with the theory and philosophy. Section 2 is like all the other reduce-expenses guides out there.
  3. The BudgetMap System, (nitty-gritty tracking/spending/saving planning – it meshes very well with Mary Hunt’s “Freedom Account” concept). I create my own spreadsheets based on their layout, which gives me lots of flexibility. Perfect for the truly obsessive.
  4. Mr. Money Mustache

And no, you can’t drop pennies in my purse to mess up my tracking. It’s not nice. :p

My Day Is Marvelous

Mine is lovely, thanks 🙂 It started with a reasonable wake-up time, opening presents by the tree, and breakfasting on Stollen and cantaloupe. I then moved on to the being a slacker portion of the day, and then went out for a drive around and some minor sous-chefing. Santa was quite kind to me, as I am up a fancy travel wallet thingy, a gorgeous Fossil vintage re-issue large satchel (steel blue) and matching everyday wallet, a very useful travel makeup kit, and a box of chocolates in a box made out of chocolate. Soon, dinner, and some slacking and reading, for a lovely evening.

Got Motivated Then Made Food

Thanks to my mom’s suggestion of roasted chicken, I’ve decided to… roast a chicken.

I’m going to make a compound butter with shallots, garlic, thyme and rosemary and rub it under the skin, and stuff the cavity with lemons and moar shallots. I’m also making roasted winter veg (potatoes, carrots, and baby beets) and a green salad. For dessert, there’s going to be baked figs with cinnamon and honey with Chantilly cream on the side. I got a rosemary and sea salt focacia from the bakery that sells on the market stall. After that, given that I got unwaxed lemons, there may be some experimentation with cocktails, of some sort.

Fifty Down

I put it off, I procrastinated, and thought it was dumb. And here we are in 2017 and the second of the 3 (?) movies is coming out. And I’m finally reading Fifty Shades Of Grey. It’s very weird. It’s basically all about how being into BDSM is just like being a vampire. It’s not a metaphor I’m immediately hostile to, because in my experience if your partner is into any kind of hobby or scene and in particular if that scene could possibly be described as a lifestyle, then every now and then and usually whenever it’s least convenient, scene-related drama will sweep back into town like a renegade werewolf and clothesline you when you’re least expecting it.

Not that E L James means it like that, but still.

Life Full Of Wonderful People

Life is really good. Full of wonderful people. Peace, intimacy, and quiet in my head – nothing to struggle over right now. I’m just letting life roll over me in a smooth rush. It’s like being a stream bed on the side of a mountain. It’s going so fast. I can’t hold any of it still, but I can savor all of it. I am still and I am constant and bits of me are moved by the water as it touches and pulls at me everywhere. Joyful


Saw Rogue One yesterday; saw that Carrie had died just now. Goddamn it. Goddamn everything. I am so fucking unspeakably upset. I feel like we killed her by loving her. My heart is fucking bleeding.