Wednesday, September 12, 2012. I Miss You, Pa. It was a normal Friday morning. I wake up like usual, brushed my teeth, cleaned my face and took a shower. I even had the radio turned on loud and had a small dance with our pet, Marney. Few minutes later, Anna called again. I heard only loud cry on the other side.

Time for some spring cleaning, beginning with my wool winder and swift on eBay. E-mail me with any questions. Signing off, for real. And of course, the store blog.

Saturday, October 2, 2010. Not super sick, just a sore throat and some coughing, but enough to make me unable to sleep for more than a couple hours at a time and enough to make me miserable. I woke up yesterday morning, fully intending to do nothing all day but take Mucinex and lay on the couch.

I used to hold needles to knit and crochet, but never touch with beads. At first, I browsed over the internet and found many pretty beaded purses. I told myself to find a teacher to teach me how to make one. In Hong Kong, it is not easy to find handcraft teacher, but finally I found one introduced by my friend. A little coin purse for Erika.

Wherein cranberry knits, gnashes, sulks, rips, and trips down the occassional garden path while writing about it. When it comes to knitting, aborted love affairs with yarn, grouses with patterns, and just general hi jinx, I my friends, am a cautionary tale. Sunday, 25 May 2008. My other camera - the sony one- needs to be charged.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010. In March where I live, Spring is defintely apparent all over. The past couple of weeks have been the opposite for myself! Therein lies the problem - I need to get organized to decide what to do first. I did make a pair of f.