Tonight was the last night of our six-week ATS (American Tribal Style) Level I class. It turned out I was the only one who made it to class! Andrea had to teach; it was Kat’s daughter’s birthday; I have no clue where Jeannette was. Well, when you’re the only one in class, you get challenged. …
Feb 10
WordCamp Atlanta 2012
I’ve decided that most professional conferences are, as far as I am concerned, not really worth it for me. I’m far more interested in improving my technical knowledge than listening to a bunch of educators blather about what is the most appropriate pedagogical approach to computing, or in listening to a different bunch of academics …
Feb 03
Rebooting TN@WH
I’d thought, when I originally set up this site, that this would become a collaborative blog. That really hasn’t happened, for several reasons. Furthermore, things have changed a bit in my dance journey, so the original purpose of Thursday Nights at Windy Hill really doesn’t hold anymore. So I’m going to reclaim this blog as …
Nov 27
Thanksgiving Break Lessons
…was far too short, and far too full of people for my taste. A family Thanksgiving dinner and a family milestone birthday party within four days were gatherings that were just too big, too noisy, too crowded and chaotic for my peace of mind, and that was with one whole branch of the family missing …
Nov 27
Knit Project #1 DONE
Yesterday I bound off my first knitting project, and late in the night I finished weaving in the ends. It’s done!! I have cast-on, knittedknittedknittedknitted endlessly it seemed, bound off, and woven in ends. I do still have to wash it, which I plan to do a bit vigorously to felt it a bit, and …
Nov 23
Black Friday
Nov 20
This is a Job For the Karma Fairy
Last fall at the Atlanta Bead Expo, a customer saw my stainless steel European 4-in-1 chainmaille cuff on my wrist and fell in love with it. I really didn’t want to sell it, because it had been a bugger to make and I knew it would take me a while to make another to replace …
Nov 19
The November Crud Attacketh
Every year, at some point in November, I get the creeping crud. No matter how hard I try to fight it off, I fail. It snuck into my system and reared its ugly head yesterday. I hoped it would just quietly vanish, but alas, no such luck. By 5 p.m. Andrea sent me home from …
Jan 12
Donovan
It’s taken me a while to get to the point where I can write this post. We noticed shortly before Thanksgiving that Donovan, our youngest cat, was looking a little thin for him. I kept an eye on him for the next couple of weeks, and by the second week of December it was clear …
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