Sustenance does not have to be evil and harmful.
When I abrubtly left The Corporation, a flooding of opportunities opened up for me. Visions (and advice from fellow knitters who happened to be retired HR Directors) encouraged me to take advantage of the next 6 months and stay unemployed this summer. Besides knit my heart away, I found time to do a few things:…
When I sat down the afternoon before Stephanie’s book event, I had a detailed plan on what to do at what time. The visions of last year’s escapades were delightfully haunting me and I wanted to repeat them. The Imagine Mosaic beckoned me to stand in its center in hand-knit socks. Times Square begged to…
This past holiday weekend was full of a different sort of F-bomb, the kinds that are enjoyed by many (I heard that there are, *GASP*, folks who dislike this wonderful game). Nothing is better than spending time with them, and proof of that consists of the happy memories in my head. Another “F” is going…