As previously mentioned, we’ll be off to Columbus later this week to attend TNNA’s NeedleArts Market where most of North America’s yarn shop owners and buyers purchase much of their product for the upcoming fall/winter season.  To us, that means rearranging schedules, packing up models that we’ve had on display from various vendors, getting Busby […]

With all necessary apologies to Lord Vader, yes, I’ve succumbed to the Dark Side.
I had a birthday two weeks ago, and since I’m both picky and difficult to fit, I generally get money. I had, however, made it widely known that, as I’m constantly listening to audiobooks on my Palm, I’d really like to […]

Ok.  Yes, I was dorking around on Ravelry before I left the office tonight and stumbled across this.  I’m not typically one to disrupt the clean (BWA-HA-HA-HA-HA) lines of my oh-so-atypical ride (yeah, I drive a white Civic) with bumper stickers, but this might warrant an exception.

Also, much thanks to everyone who posted comments at […]

Yes, I really do still knit on occasion.  Lately, I’ve knit mostly swatches and socks, but when you work over three-hundred days* a year, it’s kind of a chore to get bigger projects off the ground.  I do have other things to show you, but I specifically wanted to show off my adult men’s US […]

It’s a cold and windy day in Lansing, Michigan.
Eight went out, but only two came back. We were able to recover four of the bodies, yet two remain on an icy hill… waiting for dusk and snow to hide them.
Poor Busby appears to be very sensitive to the cold, and I—the kind and generous pooch […]

I have the image of Pepe Lepeuw’s feline paramour dragging herself to a mountain cliff… where he pops over the edge, wagling eyebrows and all.  I feel like that cat.
Life proceeds at Chez ThreadBear.  B’s become Busby.  The holidays have come and gone with the retail explosion that comes with them.  And now we prepare […]

Well, we still have a beagle.  Or rather I have a beagle all but attached to me via the woefully tangle-prone extendo-leash that has occupied my left hand for the last three weeks… plus four days.  But who’s counting?  In about six minutes, it will be twelve hours, too.
He came to me with an upper […]

*pant* *wheeze* *pant* *gasp* *sigh*
No, it’s not one of those kinds of posts, I’m just exhausted. Let’s see, though. Four weeks ago Tuesday, we lost Connor. We had lots of grief to work through, and of course, we still had a business to run, so my grand plans of posting on a regular basis just […]

Yeah, ya know. It’s really probably best not to ask where some things come from, but “a-flingin’ and a-furkin’” is a Rachelism of great measure in my book. Rachel is the author of the muy lovelyoso Rambling Rows Afghan that appeared here… oh, about two years before we had a shop and remains a very […]

I don’t have anything glib or pithy to say today.  After several days—well, months, I suppose—of poor health, our beloved Connor succumbed to liver failure last night.  Rob had her from the time she was a puppy, and he’s posted quite a nice post about his life with her and her oddly sudden death.  Her […]