Quietish

from me and Luna. (Well, plus 2 hobbits who reallyshouldbesleeping in the other room, Justin who is hopefully facilitating that, 2 lazy cats not in the frame, and 2 little hotdogs. Even if we crowded around the webcam, it would be a fantastic blur.)

So my blogginess has been pretty much nonexistent this month and the quality of content for the entire year or more has frankly been questionable. I’m not sure what the future holds for Quietish: The Blog. It is possible I’ll come back in 2008 with all of my wits and a nice helping of enthusiasm, but then I may come back to post a bloggy farewell. I go back and forth.

We’re out of town for the holidays starting tomorrow before the sun is up. I hope the next week brings me some clarity. And in the meantime, I hope you all have warm and blessed holidays.

Just got home. Did I miss anything big/important/exciting/amazing (any of the above)? Lemme know. Please and thank you.

I have managed to see not one but two of my closest (although not in distance) friends this weekend and have managed to take a whopping ZERO photos. If anyone happens to find my brain, please let me know. Be sure to check under your shoes. Thanks.

My brother is selling my mom’s house.

It’s weird seeing it up as a real estate listing. I have been hoping he’d sell for awhile; Having it has been a bigger hassle than I think he realized it would be. He’s just too far away to keep up the maintenance and chase down deadbeat renters.

It’s sad, though. I didn’t like living there when I was 15 and even now I know that there aren’t many jobs for the like of us, even if we did want to live out in the woods away from any major cities. But I do love it up there. I miss the smell of the fresh air and pine trees, I weirdly miss the sound of the snow-mobilers trying to kill themselves on the trail back behind the property, I miss my dad of course, and totally miss my mom.

If it weren’t so stinkin’ far, I’d so be up for a week’s vacation.

Proof that I am still alive. Finished 2 this weekend.

Cascade 220

Crocheted baby hat with an oddball of hand-dyed sock yarn that I should have an announcement about at some point… maybe in the new year? An announcement about yarn, not babies, btw.

Anyway, yeah. I’m alive. I spent a lot of time on the couch this weekend and didn’t even make it out to Hastings for knitting, but that is partially because I hurt my ankle on Wednesday night and it’s still not great to walk on.

In other news, Justin was able to come home for a few days before he needs to head back out for something on Wednesday. I’m hoping they’ll just reschedule the whole thing so I can continue sitting around when it’s convenient for me.