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Point, Flex, Ow

I'm going to throw this post out into the great unknown, assume about three people will see it, and move on. Meta-blogging is poison, and there are so few posts on this blog that the effect would be concentrated, but it's gotta get written.*

Namely where the hell is this going?

Feel free to groan and head elsewhere!

Why I started the blog in the first place:

1. To publish an adaptation of a poultry Viking hat pattern
2. I liked reading Pocket Farmer, Yarnstorm, Yarn Harlot, Loobylu etc. and felt at home in those conversations (though the conversation is sort of asymmetrical and in fact I don't really read comments on most blogs -- this one being the exception)
3. To write more in English (as opposed to C++, Python, and other unnatural languages)

Why I haven't written anything in a year or so:

1. Baby, job, reduction in free time
2. Even before John was born, when we bought our home, I felt a need to turn it down and keep life a little more private. There wasn't any Scary Internet Experience that caused this. Just a sense that my thoughts were too unformed to put out there, that I needed more time to process life before talking about it.
3. Once I get project data into Ravelry, there's less of a burning need to document it here.

Why I haven't saved the $5 or $6 a month in TypePad fees by taking it down:

1. A gut feeling that I'm not done with it yet.
2. Then I'd have to find another host for the silly hat pattern. And that would take time.

In the meantime I have still been reading my favorite blogs, when I get a free 20 minutes or so, which happens about once every ten days. I just can't swing the daily upkeep (for crying out loud, I don't even read the news on a weekly basis, and that hurts).

BUT (and this is a big but) I know that this is not the end of the road. There will be more time. Maybe I will be working for myself someday, rather than for an employer. Maybe I will write something worth printing on paper. Maybe I can stop hiding behind "hey looky I made something" posts (though making stuff is fun and good for the soul) and put a little more of myself on the page without worrying that my husband will think it's frivolous. (He seems to view blogs the way I view "reality" TV shows. We both prefer actually living life to merely observing others doing it.)

So anyway, don't hold your breath. I just wanted to dump some thoughts out of my head, so that I can fall asleep without them rumbling around in there. Maybe I'll come back and finish telling you about the neat, seasonally appropriate hand-crafted things I've been making (and drafting posts about... last October) or the Christmas knitting, if I decide not to care about being "late". (Hate being late. Have been fighting an apparently genetic tendency all my life.) Maybe we can start fresh.

See you around.

*Not everything has to get published, I know. Forgive me.

Teach By Example?

Hook 'em while they're young

This got my dander up. And if there's anything you don't want in a kitchen, it's dander up.

"Who has time to inculcate the next generation in the ways of the culinary world?" You, that's who. Your kids are far more likely to imitate you than some teacher in yet another after-school lesson. You don't have to be able to make souffle or brioche to teach them the culinary basics: Wash your hands. Use tasty ingredients. Point the knife away from you. Enjoy yourself.