04 May 2026

When The Right Thing To Do Is Awful

Please note - Mosf of this was already posted early this morning on both Instagram and Facebook, so unless you have the desire to feel bad again, feel free to wait for the next post. I've added a few things, but it's mostly the same.

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OK I just want to get through this. Warning - this is a long sad post, but I just wanted people to hopefully understand both our decision and our heartbreak. Sometimes the best thing is also the most awful.



First meeting, and adoption day a few days later.

This weekend we had to return our beloved Angus to the foster parents who had him when we adopted him from the rescue he was in. On Saturday, he attacked Alfie, and though Alfie is fine, it was the second time that it happened (the first was when he first came home; it was less serious and we realized he was new to everything), and this time, @philly.tim had a much harder time getting him to stop and let go.
We were told from the rescue that he was fine with cats, but even though our cats are very chill and are not running around all day, he never was completely able to even just co-exist with them. We tried our very best for 8 weeks and two days, but after Saturday, decided that it wasn't fair to Angus, the kitties, or to us to continue.





The small comfort we have is that he went back to his previous foster parents, who adore him. But a huge part of my heart and soul has been ripped out of me.


These pictures cover our first meeting to his last morning here (yesterday morning). The last photo is his "luggage" we were sending with him. He arrived with his collar, leash, and a peanut butter treat bar; he left with food, treats, clothes, toys, and a whole bag of peanut butter treat bars. Not to mention our hearts and souls.
We will ALWAYS love you, Angus Podgorny Clancy, and you'll always be our sweet boy. I'm sorry all of the wonderful and joyful things about you in our lives was undone by your only real fault. I hope you find a family who will love you beyond reason like us, in a wonderful, cat-free home. God bless both you and your foster parents, who immediately were ready to take you home again, who absolutely love you, and will not let anyone but good people adopt you again.
I truly believe we did the right thing, but oh how it hurts.




My last photo of him - yesterday morning after a walk. 


His luggage. Not shown: our hearts, which cannot be placed into bags, but that we hope he knows are always his. I am counting on Duggie and Hamlet to watch over him for us.

I am at a loss, since having Angus really gave strucure and extra joy to my days. As you all know, dogs are different companions than cats are. And Angus was my shadow, my walking companion, and my partner in crime.

One of the best things about our neighborhood has always been the amount of dogs in it. Being out and seeing them with their people, sometimes getting to pet them, and generally just watching how happy they were to be going along, makes you smile. But I have to say today, and for a while going forward, that's also going to be one of the most tortuous things about our neighborhood.

And yes, I know that I'll be OK, that I'll get used to it even though I won't get over it. I know that, because of an entire lifetime of experiencing heartbreaking loss. I know he is being loved and adored with his foster parents, and that they will not allow him to go to any family but a good one.

 I got dressed and took a walk this morning and it was agony, even though it's a lovely day. But right now, and for a while, it just sucks too much to bear.

Anyway, now you know. I'm turning off comments for this post, because I know how all of you will commiserate with me and offer your love and prayers, and that is appreciated more than you know. But right now, I am 100 percent certain that I couldn't handle reading them, much less responding. I'm hoping you will understand.

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I will be posting tomorrow, because as is often the case, with the worst news also comes reasons to smile. So I'll talk to all of you again then. 

01 May 2026

Five Favorites for This Friday - And Happy May!

Happy Mayday, Happy May 1, Happy Whatever You Want To Call It Day! It's a cool and sunny day here in Philadelphia, and it just seems like a good indication that May is here and will hopefully treat us well.

The past week had some good things in it. But let me start with some background for the first couple of things. Two weeks ago, I saw an Instagram post by Stephanie of Edible Thoughts Makes, where she showed a pair of socks she had completed. I really liked them and at the time, I was in a pretty big knitting slump. But I kept thinking about them, so I bought the pattern and thought I'd see how I did when I started. Well, it was exactly what I needed to start knitting again! 


I finished the cuff - with help from a close friend, as you can see - and then realized that I didn't have the needles to do the rest of the sock. So I ordered them, which meant I had to wait until they showed up.

During that time, there was an unfortunate event that led to me having stitches in my right hand. Which was bad enough, but the needles showed up and I was dismayed because I figured I couldn't even use them for a while yet.

But, Tim told me I should at least try, and that leads to the first thing on my list:

1. I *am* in fact able to knit! Not for a long time at one stretch, which is actually probably a good thing, but I can knit, and I got a good start on the socks:


The pattern is Little Boxes Socks, by Summer Lee. Since the above photo was taken, I have done the heel and am now on the foot of the first sock. YAY!

2. I read this book and it was just the right thing for me at the time. Yes, it does have romance, which is not usually my favorite, but romance done well is a different story.


I think that is the case with this book. Plus it takes place in Maine, and having been there one time, I love it forevermore.

3.  A good night's sleep. I'm not a great sleeper most of the time. And Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday nights, I only got about 2 hours of sleep each night. Wednesday night I not only had a good rest, but except for waking up once, slept through the night! It felt so good!

4. A few years ago, in a frenzy of cleaning weeds, etc. out of the garden, I realized I had pulled out the clematis plant that I thought was just one of the viny weeds. It was truly heartbreaking. The next spring, it showed up, and there was one bloom - I was ecstatic! And each year since, it's shown up with even more blooms on it. This is how it looked around lunchtime today. 

5. Not being sick. Earlier this week, I started coughing and feeling like I was getting something respiratory. I took some preventative measures, and as of today, I think I may have avoided being sick. That makes me so happy! 

And that's it for now. I hope you can think of at least one thing this week that has been your favorite, or made you smile. I like to sit down and remember that everything wasn't bad, or boring, or stupid in my world. Even if I can't control the rest of the world around me, I have some control over how I can find the good. 

Have a good first weekend of May! If you are lucky enough to be traveling to Maryland Sheep & Wool, I hope it's full of good things, nice animals, and friendly people.

20 April 2026

Stuff Happened, But I'm Back!

Hello there! I hope all of you are well, and that there are things that are making you happy. I've been pretty MIA, and for many reasons. A lot of them are not my story to tell, but what is my story to tell is that our wi-fi was having serious issues. We called more than once about it, and finally a guy came to the house and said, "Oh your router is completely shot. I guess that has been the issue." YA THINK? Anyway, he got everything going again and here I am. I tried to post a few times, but things would just stop working in the middle of a post, and then the info would be gone. So frankly, I just gave up.

Onward, right? 

I've been spending a lot of time with these goobers, which is always a good thing because they are the important things in my life.





Things are still in the early stages, as far as everyone getting along. They are all doing better, but it's still not really good. We have hired a behavioral trainer who will come at the beginning of May to help us out, and I'm really hoping that will make a big difference 

I'd like to say that in the interim time that I've not been here, I have been knitting up a storm. But to be honest, my knitting mojo has been pretty non-existent for a long time, which was frustrating. Part of it was that I had some yarn that in the end, I just did't like, but kept trying to use for something. Then I just put it down and walked away. I finally realized that I should let it just sit for a while, and if in another month or so I still just don't want to deal with it, I'll destash it. 

But the good news is that I'm starting to get back to it. I started a new sock on this past Saturday, with the assistance of my knitting buddy.


When I started, I thought if it didn't feel like it was working, I'd just put it back down until it was time to try again. The good news is that it was enjoyable again and I want to keep going, so I think/hope that means I'm back on track! 😊

I have been reading, so it's not like I've just been in a funk. And I have been planning and thinking and organizing in other ways for other projects and activities. 

And like nearly everyone else in the world, trying to keep going everyday in spite of the horrors and stupidity that make up our lives these days. 

So that's it for today, I hope you are knitting, reading, doing whatever things make you feel good and make your life worthwhile. I'll be back sooner rather than later - at least that's the plan! In the meantime, thanks to those of you still here and reading. 

19 March 2026

Happy Spring! And, An Introduction.

I was originally planning to write this post this morning, while it was still winter, but now Spring Has Sprung!


I have already noticed some buds on some trees and flowers, so hopefully we won't get a freeze that kills them off, because they look so happy! And I have all kinds of plans for what I would like to try and do with plants and flowers this year. So maybe at least one of those ideas will actually happen. 😊

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Now I must introduce you to the newest member of our family. A couple of months ago, The Tim said we should get another dog. No argument from me! He said that he wished we could get another Golden Retriever or a mix, because those are his favorites. Well, as you might be able to imagine, those are few and far between in rescues, especially around here.

So after I spent a LOT of time looking for that kind of dog, he casually mentioned one day that we should instead look for a smaller dog, Towards the end of both Dug's and Hamlet's lives, they had trouble with the steps, and The Tim would have to sometimes carry them up and down. He said that he thinks he couldn't really handle that anymore. OK, so I was on the hunt for a smaller dog. Trying to find a dog who was good with cats proved to be extremely difficult. But one day I was perusing one of the rescues I had been checking (having expanded my area for looking out of just the city), and I saw this photo:


Now really, when you see a face like that, you have to fill out an application, right?  Well, the description said he was approximately 7 years old, was part Schnauzer, and weighed 18 pounds. It also said he was good with cats. So I applied to adopt him, and we had a meet and greet with his foster, and on March 6, we brought him home!

His name at the rescue was Paper Boy, but we changed it to Angus Podgorny, which was the name of a character from an old Monty Python sketch that we always wanted to use for a pet.

Angus looks a bit different now - when he got to the rescue and was vetted, it was discovered that he needed several teeth pulled, and that his fur was so matted that he had to be surgically shaved (as opposed to shaved to look like a Schnauzer, I guess). So now he looks like this:
 

Get a load of the ears! I freaking love dogs with weird ears, and his have two entirely different lives!

He is very sweet, but also quite crazy and completely ridiculous. We do not know what cats he was tested with, but he's sure not calm around our cats, which we're hoping with time and training will no longer be an issue (the cats, I'm sure have already alerted PETA to their plight). But he's catching on, and already understands a few commands. It's only been two weeks today, so he gets some grace, you know? 

And he kinda sorta does look like a Schnauzer until you see him next to the purebred Schnauzer across the street! Then it's clear that there's something else going on, but he remains a man of mystery regarding that part of his heritage. 

Considering everything is still new to him, he's doing better each day. I have plans to hire someone to help me train him, just so he becomes a better member of society - people and animal-wise. The rescue said they had no idea how long he had been a stray, but they guessed quite a while from his condition when he was brought in to them. 

Next week we have a visit with a vet, because I wanted to establish a relationship before he would get sick or need care urgently. When I called, the woman on the phone asked me his name, and I said, "Well, we call him Angus, but his complete name is Angus Podgorny," and she responded, "Oh I LOVE a good Monty Python reference!" so I think we'll do OK there. 


So hello from Angus, who I'm sure you'll see here somewhat regularly. 

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Our plans for this weekend are to start cleaning up the garden, and also do some shopping. The weather is supposed to be agreeable for the most part, so hopefully we can start to make some progress on moving biggish pieces of trees that ended up there after storms out of the way. Also, we had a crazy couple of extremely windy days, so a lot of paper stuff flew into the garden one way or another and we'll clean that up too. 

And that's the news from here. I hope that Springtime will bring some light and happiness to all of us, and that whatever you decide to do (or not do), that you have a good weekend!

13 March 2026

Goodbye, Sixties

It's true - this is the last day I will spend in my 60s; tomorrow marks the Big 7-0 for me.


Frankly, it seems weird that I'm having my 70th birthday. Not because I am denying my age - would I be writing this post if that were the case? It's just because it always seemed like a number that was so far in the future. 

But, I have full expectations that I will wake up tomorrow to a new decade of my life, and as there is nothing I can do about it, I'm just gonna see what it brings.

Here are just some of the things I've been thinking about, related to turning 70 years old, in no particular order.

1. I have outlived both of my parents. My father died at the age of 53, and my mother died at the age of 69 years and 7 months. 

2. I have survived several bouts of, and types of, cancer. 

3. I have been married to the same person for 48 years as of this coming October. 

4. I never graduated from high school, but I have a master's degree.

5. I have only gotten more liberal as I've gotten older, unlike what you are "supposed" to do. If the general feeling is that as you age, you become more conservative, I can't guess what viewpoints I must have at birth! 

6. I am fortunate to have good health. Not that I'm in great shape, but I can still do all of the things that I have to do and want to do, for the most part. Maybe slower, maybe with more creakiness, maybe with a bit of difficulty, but I am fortunate that I can still take care of myself and enjoy my life.

7. Though I am not by any means a tech-savvy person, I am able to use technology for things that I must use it for, and enjoy it for the things I actually want to use it for. 

8. I am, for the most part, a happy person. I suffer from a base level of depression and anxiety, but most of the time, they do not affect or define every minute of my life. 

9. I have an extended family that are a wonderful group of people, who I love to spend time with when I have the chance.

10. My love of animals has only increased as I've gotten older. Of course, my own sweethearts mean more than I can say, but I love helping animals through my volunteer work, and in any other way that I am able to do so. Even just feeding the birds in the garden fills me with joy.

I always say this, but turning 70 years old tomorrow is definitely better than the alternative. So I hope that this coming weekend, you will take a moment to be happy to be here, and to have your life, even if it's not perfect or exactly what you might like it to be. Let's face it, sometimes (especially lately) life and the world suck, but since "Hope is the thing with feathers," we can always look for it to take flight and allow us to have some joy.

Older me will see you next week.😄

27 February 2026

The Good, The Bad, The Stupid of This Past Week

What can I say, some weeks just do whatever they want to and you just have to live with it, right? This past week was like that, but the good news is that obviously we have all survived.

I have photos of The Good.

First of all, the other day, Miss Esme decided that a) she would come up to the third floor (rare), and then also sit on my lap for about half an hour (even rarer!). She sat there and purred her sweet little head off.


I was also amused at the position of her tail. I was sitting next to a large pillow on the end of the couch, and she placed her tail straight up!


She can be a goofball when she lets herself be brave.

Another good:


These are the buttons I ordered for my completed cardigan, aren't they fantastic? I ordered them from Wooden Heart Buttons, and they are just perfect for what I wanted. 

Getting them was a challenge to say the least. Since the shop is in Canada, there was the whole thing with it being a "foreign package." I kept getting notices that it was being held in U.S. Customs to make sure there were no "contraband" ingredients. (Do lots of things get smuggled into the country with wooden buttons?) Then they were alledgedly delivered, but of course were not in the mailbox. I checked with the seller, and they had been mailed in an envelope, so I didn't think there was any way they could have been porch-pirated. Then after a week and a half, a whole s**tload of mail was sudeenly in our mailbox, and there they were! So I don't know what actually happened, but I have them, they are on the sweater, and someday I can hopefully get a photo to show you the whole shebang.

The Bad.

Take your pick. God knows there's plenty of choices. 

The Stupid.

A week ago today, I woke up and my right eye was swollen shut with dried blood all over it. It hurt slightly, but was more uncomfortable than anything else. So off to the emergency room - because obviously I haven't been there a while and we can't have that! - to see what was going on. It turns out that I scratched my lower eyelid while sleeping apparently, and so I had two stitches put into the area and even got an eye patch to wear for four days (this was the up side, I must say, matey!). And no, it was me, the drs agreed that it was in no way a cat scratch. As of today, my lower eyelid is slightly red, but there are no other indications that anything happened. And though it was kinda fun to look like a pirate for a few days, it messed with my perspective so I was happy to not wear it any more. Even more stupid: did we think to get a picture? Of course not.

The main thing that was an issue is that last Friday, I had made plans with my friend Louise to meet for lunch, and I had to cancel. We had made plans to do it last time we met, and at the time I didn't realize that it would be Lent; now that I know it's Lent, I'm gonna wait until after Easter to reschedule. Usually during Lent, I give up buying myself a coffee/tea/pastry/lunch during the week, and at the end of it, donate the equivalent (usually plus some) to a local food organization. Not that I buy something to eat or drink every single day, but it's not unusual to do so two or maybe even three times a week, so it does add up. So Louise, if you are reading this (and I know she sometimes does), let's plan for after Easter to get together again!

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No plans for this weekend, as far as I know, which is fine with me. Next week, I have things I have to attend to every day except Friday, so a no-plan weekend sounds good to me. 

I've been knitting and reading away, and have almost finished the second sock of my February yarn from Farmer's Daughter Fibers. Of course there is a story related to that, which I'll tell you in the FO post.

Have a good weekend. And be careful not to injure yourself in your sleep! 🙄

18 February 2026

Well, I'm Back

I didn't really mean to not post for so long, but I got involved with finishing a couple of books that were coming due at the library, knitting away on a pair of socks, and trying to keep my mental health on keel. But I'm here now, so I'll give you a little peek from while I was gone.

Here we have an upset, scared, betrayed, and angry Miss Esmeralda at the vet's office. It only took three years, one new carrier, and an hour and a half of chasing her to make this appointment happen. But it did, and she was declared in perfect health - even good teeth! - and we came home where she hid for 2 complete days until we saw her again.


As I've mentioned, she is really afraid of everything. So any time before that we tried to get her to the vet's office, it was unsuccessful. I wasn't too worried, because she never goes outside, and she lives with two healthy cats. But we have been thinking of adding to the family, and we realized that there is no way that would happen if she wasn't up to date on her shots.

The whole thing was traumatic for both of us, and I felt so awful, betraying the trust she had finally given to me. Now we're back to baby steps, but I am glad to know she is as healthy as I suspected. And unless she suddenly shows signs of being sick, we don't need to repeat the experience any time soon.


I did finish the first sock of the yarn from the February installment of the Farmer's Daughter Fibers subscription, and I am well into the second. The yarn is a slightly brighter red than this photo shows, with the wine-colored mini, which is just a lovely combination.

I've also added to my Cozy Comfort Throw, but even though it is a good chunk of work, it looks nearly the same. I'll probably only start showing progress on this when there's a substantial amount to show, since it will take me a while, and moves along kind of slowly.


But I do like how it's turning out, and it's using up a lot of scraps, which is a good feeling.

So that's what has been happening around here. We had a nice Valentine's Day, going out to breakfast at one of our fave places, and had a yummy Chinese noodle dinner last night for the Lunar New Year. 

And of course I have spent A LOT of time watching the Olympics, as I'm sure a lot of you have. Not being athletic at all, I am constantly amazed at how accomplished the athletes are - even those who don't win a medal. Think of how good you have to be to simply make the team in the first place!

So now you know what I've been up to and how things are going. Time to hit "publish" on this, and get ready for a trip to the dermatologist. Since I had that basal cell carcinoma removed from my back this past August, I was supposed to return in 6 months instead of a year. Hopefully this time the appointment will be completely uneventful. 

I hope the rest of your day today and rest of the week go well. I'm hoping I'll be back again before another week goes by, but just in case, take care!

02 February 2026

Happy Groundhog Day!


Oh Ned Ryerson - don't we all know someone just like him? I have to admit that "Groundhog Day" is one of my fave movies, becuase it is so ridiculous, but also because I often feel like I'm living in the same kind of world - not one where it's actually Groundhog Day each day, but one where the events that keep repeating are unfortunately horrible ones. Even before recent events, though, I'll admit I'd still have days when I'd think "Wait, didn't this just happen yesterday the same way??"

If Gtoundhog Day is not your thing, it's also St. Blaise Day, when we used to get our throats blessed when I was in school. One of my favorite saints' days, since I have always had throat issues, and I always felt that St. Blaise was trying his hardest to help.

Or, if the saints don't grab you, it's also the birthday of James Joyce. We always have some gorgonzola cheese on rye bread with a glass of white wine, as Leopold Bloom does in "Ulysses." (Which I never made through - I was lucky if I read 20 pages. The Tim, on the other hand, can practically recite it.)

In any case, I hope you are doing OK and if you are in the storm area/deep freeze area, keeping warm. Frankly, I if I hear one more person tell me how many days are left until the first day of spring or summer, I'll find a way to bury them under the ice forever. But as usual, that's just me. (I do mean it though.)

Over the weekend, I was thinking of what I want to knit next, as far as a larger project. I am almost there, but I was in one of those moods where, no matter what pattern I'd see, even if I had the right yarn, etc., there was always some reason it just wasn't right. Do you ever do that? At one point, I stopped looking at things because I decided I wasn't going to be able to decide to try anything in the frame of mind that I was in. Which is an improvement, because in the past, I would usually keep going, and then just be ticked off at myself, my knitting, and the world in general for three or four days. 

Anyway, I'll keep you posted. In the meantime, I did start working on a Cozy Comfort Throw a couple of weeks back, in an attempt to use up a lot of scraps and minis that are not being used for anything else. I bought some yarn for the  main color - but before the end of 2025 ... I already knew I was going to try and not buy yarn for at least the first six months in this year, so I headed myself off at the pass, so to speak! It's only cheating if I think it is. 😉 I haven't tried to photograph it yet, because it's still sort of at the point where the needle I'm using is kind of twisted, and trying to get it to be flat for taking a picture is more work than it's worth. But I'm enjoying it, and it's satisfying to watch those small amounts of yarn leftovers turn into something that I think looks nice and that will be useful. I'm waiting to see how it looks once it's finished before deciding if it will be for us, a gift for someone, or a cozy donation. That's mainly because I'm not making any effort to make it look thought out - I'm just grabbing whatever is next out of my bag when it's time for a new addition.

Other than that, there's nothing much to report. We're all hanging in, and so far, other than the cold that The Tim had (which he claims I gave to him, though I didn't have a cold), which *he* then passed to me, no one has been sick, injured, or any other version of being under the weather, so to speak. Let's hope that continues. 

Here's hoping a good week is ahead for all of us!

29 January 2026

First FO of 2026 and a Test Knit!

Hello from cold and icy Philadelphia! Yes, we did get 9 inches of snow, but then at the end of last weekend's storm, we got three inches of ice on top of it. GRRRRRR.

So you can go outside if you are really bundled up in layers, but instead of being able to enjoy the snow, you have to be sure you don't slip and injure yourself. No fun at all. 

But we survived, though it was so icy that The Tim called out from work on both Monday and Tuesday - he *never* does that kind of thing, so you know it was bad!

Anyway on to the knitting.

I have my first FO for the year!


Project: Blue Hedgerows
Pattern: Hedgerow Socks, by Jane Cochran
Yarn: Farmer's Daughters Fibers Highwood Sock, in the colorway Deep Winter. This is the first installment of the Sock Squad 2026. 
Needles:  US1/2.25 mm
Modifications: I didn't pay attention to the instructions on how to center the stitches when you knit the heel. I had knit this pattern years ago for a pair of gift socks, and didn't really think it made a recognizable difference, at least for the extra efforts.
Notes: I started these socks for myself, but about halfway through the first one, decided to give the to my niece Amanda when they were finished. She is next up in the family queue for a pair, and I thought these might give her something to smile about these days. 

I did decide to continue the pattern down the front of the foot, which is something I only do rarely. But I'm pleased with how they look.

The large skein was 100 grams, and I used about 50 grams for the sock; the mini was 20 grams, and I used about 12 grams. I would calculate the yardage for you in a rough sense, but could not recall how to do it, and really you get the gist, so figure it out for yourself if you are desperate to know! 😊

The yarn is so pretty, and it's lovely for knitting. I was hoping I could finish these in January, before the February installment arrived, and I was able to finish these this past Sunday - I'm so pleased with myself!

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I also have a second FO for 2026, technically:


This is a test knit of the Bainbridge Beanie, a pattern that will be released soon from Michele Frazzetta of meeshyfrazz knits. This is the Child size, and it was a lot of fun to knit. The pattern has the option to make it with or without a brim, and I knit it with the brim because I thought it would be warmer, especially since it's child sized. 

The yarn is some deep stash Lorna's Laces Shepherd Sport, in the colorway Poppy (the actual hat is a bit more coral than this photo). It's a sport weight yarn, and the pattern calls for DK weight, but it all worked out. I'm really happy with it.

Now I just need a kid to give it to ... 

Speaking of meeshyfrazz knits, the cardigan I've knit is also one of her patterns. I finally decided to go with some buttons I already had, and when I sewed them on, I was really happy with how they looked. Except they almost immediately fell off! I think they might have been too heavy. 

So I poked around, and found some wood buttons on Etsy that I really like, and ordered them. They are allegedly going to arrive sometime next week from Canada, so my poor cardigan is still waiting for its moment! I keep telling it that once it's all set to go, I'll be wearing it a lot, but I think it is pretty skeptical since I said that before ... 

And that's about it from here right now. Today is laundry day, but since I got started earlier than usual, as soon as the load of towels come out of the dryer, that will be that. Kinda makes it worth waking up super early with a panic attack that told me that there was no way I was going back to sleep this morning. Kinda. 

Stay warm, and be careful if you are surrounded by ice (or ICE)* like I am!

*Don't EVEN get me started ...

23 January 2026

Five Favorites for This Friday

Hello from preparing-for-the-big-storm Philadelphia! For the past week, the forecasters have been talking about the MAJOR snowstorm we would be getting that would start on Sunday. Last night, they changed it to "some snow, but mostly freezing rain." Great. Snow, I can deal with. Ice means stepping outside is a death wish. 

Which only added to my decision made earlier in the week to try and "bring back" (so to speak) something I used to do fairly regularly on the blog, namely a post pointing out five things from the past week that made me happy, felt good, made me laugh, etc.  I could talk about all of the things happening that are terrible, scary, unfair, etc., but I know that all - or at least most of us - are feeling that, and probably don't need additional reminders. So here you go - five things from the past week that were good:

1. The socks I am knitting. 


I showed you these before, but now I am on the heel flap of the second sock. And I'm enjoying them so much, now that the pattern repeat is firmly in my brain (if not always in my hands). The completed first sock looks so nice, it makes me glad that I decided to continue the pattern on the top of the foot of the sock. (Though I'm not sure I'll do that again soon because it does mean that it takes me longer to finish a pair.)

2. Really cold weather walks. Yes, I know a lot of you are thinking I am crazy, but I love the feeling of getting truly bundled up and then taking a walk. For the most part, I have my routes to myself, because people are either working/in school,, or avoiding the outdoors because it's too cold. So I make my way around, occasionally getting to pet a dog or two, and then come home and get cozy with a nice cup of tea.

3. Making plans for little projects. I love to have little projects to work on - I do much better when things are broken into smaller components. For instance, this week, instead of telling myself that I needed to do a really thorough, after-the-holidays clean of the whole house, I decided to only concentrate on the first floor. Then the second and third floors got a good dusting and clean up, but will get their turn for more serious cleaning in the next couple of weeks. 

4. Watching old movies. Recently, The Tim was looking at various sites for something, and I saw that the old movie "Till The Clouds Roll By," was available. It's a "biopic" of Jerome Kern, in the style of the old movies where the term biopic is used very loosely. In any event, this one has a lot of famous people in it, but mostly importantly, Van Heflin AND Van Johnson - two Vans in one movie! And the movie itself is what we refer to as "killer" movies, meaning that there are scenes and events that just kill you. The Tim, who never watched many (or any, really) of these movies said, "I'm not sure this is all accurate," and I pointed out to him that a) that wasn't the point, and b) how often do you get a movie with BOTH famous Vans in it???

5. The ridiculousness of cats. Milo the Koodle, Alfie, and Esme are hilarious without meaning to be. The Koodle has decided that Dug and Hamlet's old sleeping pad is now his. So there's this 8 pound cat claiming a huge bed for his own. He's so pleased with himself, too. Then Alfie and Esme have decided that they both need to be out in the garden. So when I go out to fill the bird feeders, Alfie dashes out, and then has no idea what to do, because of course every bird and squirrel in the area disappears when I open the door. So he looks at me like "Wasn't there just a lot going on out here," and then cries. Esme, meanwhile, is too afraid to go near the door to the garden, so she waits inside and when Alfie comes back in, bats the crap out of him. It's never not funny!

So there you are, I hope this reminded you of at least a couple of things that were good, funny, or comforting this week. They're there - but lately (at least for me) you have to dig a bit to find them.

Have a good weekend, and if you are part of the area (which seems to be a LOT of the U.S.) where the snow/ice/whatever decides to show up, stay safe! 

20 January 2026

Book Report - October, November, December 2025

Hello all! I hope if you are in the throes of the winter blast, you're managing to keep warm. I just came in from a walk, and since I was truly bundled up, I enjoyed the walk instead of thinking I was cold the whole time. 

Before January gets away from us, I wanted to let you know what I read at the end of 2025 and how I felt about it. So here you go, in no particular order.

Meredith, Alone, by Claire Alexander. Meredith Maggs is a young woman living in Glasgow,  Scotland.  She has not left her house in over 1200 days. She has a cat, a bedt friend, and is estranged from her older sister Fiona and her mother.  Her best friend Sadie does a lot for her, and she x a n do most other things online.

But at the beginning of the book, a man named Tom McDermott stops by. He is a volunteer for an organization that tries to make sure that people with problems have someone to rank to. Meredith doesn't really feel the visit is needed, but she invites Tom into the house for cake and some tea. 

Eventually they become real friends, and Meredith enjoys seeing him. She's also learning to deal with her situation,  and kinda sorta reconnects with her sister.

This book is about family and the forms it can take. It's about accepting others' quirks and feelings, but still being helpful. Does Meredith change by the end of the book? Actually she becomes the best version of herself because she learns who she is.

Play Nice, by Rachel Harrison. The description of this book sounded kind of interesting.  But it just wasn't interesting to me. The characters were annoying and the whole story was too. 

Life is too short to finish this book.

In Five Years, by Rebecca Serle. At a job interview for her dream job, Dannie Kohan knows exactly what she will say when they ask, "Where do you want to be in five years?" She nails her answer, and feels pretty sure she'll get the job. She and her fiance go out to celebrate, and later in the evening, she falls into a deep sleep. During that time, she is in another apartment, engaged to a different man, and shenotices the date - December 15, 2025, which is five years in the future. 

Though Dannie is a plan-it-out, sensible person, she is shsjen by the dream.  But she tries brushing it aside, sharing it with her therapist only - not even her fiance or her best friend Bella, who would love knowing that Dannie had a "vision."

Just when you think you know how things will go, this story takes you sideways. It's difficult to read in places, and you do wonder why you are on the journey, but the ending is beautifully done.

Pretty Girls, by Karin Slaughter. This book is: interesting, disturbing, sad, weird,  unbelievable,  kind of insane. The subject matter in and of itself is disturbing enough, but the twists and turns take it to another level. 

Claire Scott witnesses the murder of her husband Paul in an alley behind a restaurant where she met him for drinks after work. Paul, a well-respected architect, was the kind of person in charge of everything in their lives, including the design of their suburban Atlanta house, which has their most up to date everything.  

Claire faced tragedy before - her older sister Julia disappeared years ago and her fate was never resolved.  Her middle sister Lydia turned to drugs, and their parents eventually divorced. Claire always thought of Paul asher rescuer.

But when there is a break-in at their house on they day of Paul's funeral, Claire's life is thrown into complete chaos.  She ends up learning things about so many people around her that seem outlandish, but put her and her remaining family in danger.

The book is the story of secrets that run deep, through generations, and seem too terrible to be true. How well do you really know the people you see every day?

Murder Wears Mittens, by Sally Goldenbaum. I was in the mood for one of these books, and ended up very confused. So let me tell you so you'll know. All of the books in this series previously were called "Seaside Knitters" and numbered 1, 2, 3, etc. This book is called "Seaside Knitters Society" and is called #1. Some research showed that it is the next book in the Seaside Knitters series, BUT, the series title changed and the numbering started over because the books have a new publisher. So now you know. And this is the kind of thing that makes catalog librarians stabby, FYI.

Anyway, in this installment, a local woman is found murdered in her home. Many people in town knew her to see, but didn't know her well. A woman who is new in town with her two young children who happened yo be friendly with the deceased womsn becomes a suspect,  particularly seen she inherits a lot of money when the will is read.  

With their usual combo of curiosity,  conversation,  and poking around, the Seaside Knitters investigate and eventually discover what happened.  Though I often have a suspicion about who the culprit is in these books, this one was out of left field for me. But as usual, I enjoyed the company of the people in this book.

The Librarians, by Sherry Thomas. When the book begins, Hazel, a young Asian woman, is starting a job as a library clerk in a branch of the public library in Austin, Texas. She gets to know her co-workers: Astrid, a librarian; Jonathan, the deputy chief librarian; and, Sophie, the chief librarian for that branch.  Everyone is friendly,  but they aren't really friends.

That is until shortly after Hazel's first day, when two different library patrons are killed, one in a scuffle in the building. The police of course are questioning everyone, but it turns out that the people who work in the library have some pretty serious secrets that they would prefer not to become public knowledge.  As they band together to figure out what happened, chance meetings with former acquaintances for two of them *might* just solve the murders  - that is, if any of them survive.

This was an entertaining book, a bit wordy and full of superfluous scenes on occasion, but the characters are interesting people. The solution is extremely convoluted, but so are a lot of the circumstances. 

Having worked in libraries the bulk of my adult life - first as a library assistant, and then as a professional librarian - a lot rings true here as far as the atmosphere goes. As far as I know, none of my co-workers had elaborate secrets. But then again, we were never involved in a murder investigation,  so who knows?

Guilty by Definition, by Susie Dent. I really enjoyed this book, and if you are a word, language, or literature nerd, you probably will too.

One day, three people who are lexicologists at the Clarendon English Dictionary (CED - clearly standing in for the (xford English Dictionary) receive a very puzzling letter from someone who signed it "Chorus." The letter is a bit disturbing,  but thr kore they all puzzle over it, the more they determine it's a clue to a missing young girl who worked part-time in the office about ten years ago.  That girl also happened to be the sister of someone  in the office.

And so the search begins. The book is a mystery, while also being about literary history, words and language.  Each chapter has a title that is a word and definition related to what is happening in the story. And the story is such a good one!

The four main characters - Martha, the boss and sister to the missing Charlie; Alex, a divorcee who worked there when Charlie was around, as did Simon, also divorced and who thought he deserved Martha's job; and Safi, the youngest in the office - are all interesting and the portrayal if them as coworkers but not necessarily friends is spot on. Their interactions were very believable. 

I enjoyed this book because I cared about each of the main characters, and how they worked together to solve the puzzle.

The Mad Wife, by Meagan Church. This is a very frustrating, very sad book.

Lulu Mayfield is a young housewife in the1950s in a newly opened development in suburbia. She has a young son, and at the beginning of the book, we learn she is expecting her second child. She has been doing everything a housewife should fo, though she feels like an outlier among the other women in her group of friends, because she just doesn't feel satisfied. 

Her mother and brother still live on the farm where she grew up, far enough away that she doesn't see them often. So though she appears to have a perfect life, she just isn't content. When new neighbors move in across the street, she fees something is off. Then she learns a shocking truth that may end up affecting her.

We have all heard of, read about, and seen depictions of the perfect housewife of the 50s and 60s and what lies beneath the surface,  but this book takes things further. It shows how men not only controlled the world, but their wives' health - the doctors told the husbands what was wrong, and what to do. In the case of Lulu, the diagnosis ignored something major.

Lulu is a tragic figure, and most of the time, it's out of her control. I read this book the week of Halloween, and it was scarier an I could have imagined.

Beautiful Ugly, by Alice Feeney. I usually find Alice Feeney books very enthralling. But this one just seemed off to me. 

A writer is talking to his wife on the phone while she is driving home, when she stops, saying she nearly hit someone. And then ... she disappears. Or did she? And who is telling the truth here about what happened?

I'm just glad the dog survived  - he was the only one I ended up caring about.

Welcome to Murder Week, by Karen Dukess. This was a really entertaining book. 

Cath, an optician, lives in Buffalo,  New York. She enjoys the quiet predictability of her life. Her mother, who flitted in and out of her life for all of the thirty-four years she's been alive, has recently died, and one day Cath decides to go through dome boxes sent up from Florida.

Most things are tossable, but she comes across tickets and an itinerary for a "Murder Week" trip for the two of them in a small village in England. She calls to ask about it, and learns that it was fully paid for snd that her mother had been corresponding with the coordinator, excited for a trip with her daughter.

Everyone she knows encourages her to go, so she sets out somewhat reluctantly for a week solving a fake murder. Fortunately when she gets there, her housemates are people she likes and they immediately bond.

As the week goes on, they work to solve the mystery. But when certain things in the village remind Cath of very specific stories her mother told her as a child, another mystery begins.

I enjoyed this. The villagers acting in the fake murder were funny, and at a certain point, the reader needed to find out why so many things seemed familiar to Cath.

Chaos at the Lazy Bones Bookshop, by Emmeline Duncan. This is a really enjoyable, pleasant book.

Bailey Briggs is now in charge of the Lazy Bones Bookshop, started by her grandparents.  And she is running around like crazy these days, because she has organized the first literary festival for horror writers that will take place in the lead up to Halloween. She is also dealing with an extensive amount of damage to the store after a ghost hunting show films there.

This is an interesting story, with a lot going on, but nothing feels rushed about it. The story unfolds as it would if someone was telling you. 

And it also reveals some secrets that changes the way Bailey looks at things.

Proof of Murder, by Lauren Elliott.  gave this book four stars because it's a step up from the previous books in both the plot and the whole story. it's still an enjoyable  cozy mystery, but a step above in the series.

Addie Greybourne is anxious to go to the auction at a local estate, hoping to find some rare or at least interesting old books for her bookstores's shelves. She runs into her cousin who she hasn't seen in ten years, and they end up helping to complete an inventory of some recently discovered books before the sale begins, under the direction of a miserably rude appraiser.

However, when the body of the appraiser is discovered in the locked library where they were working the next morning, things get problematic. Addie's cousin has also disappeared, and Addie herself becomes the main suspect. 

With some additional aspects of possible paranormal activity, personal relationships of the romantic and friendship kind, there's a lot happening besides just Addie's efforts to clear her name. There's one part of the ending that I feel wasn't addressed, but maybe it will be in the next book, so I'm reserving judgment for now.

Wreck, by Catherine Newman.  likes this book, though I'm a bit surprised to say so. Because sometimes it's seemed rambly for no reason.

Rachel ("Rocky") is living in western Massachusetts with her husband, her adult daughter Wiila, and her recently widowed father. Her adult son Jamie works in New York City for a financial consulting firm.

Her life is pretty average until a local young man who went to school with her children dies in a train/car accident. She ecomes weirdly obsessed with it. Then she also starts having physical symptoms of an uncertain medical condition that causes a rash all over her body.

Rocky is kind of everyone.  Afraid of what might or could happen, but also just wanting to live her life and make sure her family us OK.  She is terribly imperfect,  and very relatable. 

And I think the book ends on a perfect note.

Days at the Morisaki Bookshop, by Sitoshi Yagasawa. This book is quiet and lovely. 

When 25-year-old Takako finds out that her boyfriend is getting married(!), she is crushed and her world falls apart. Through her mother, she receives a call from an uncle who owns a used bookstore, who she last saw when she was in high school. He tells her she should come and stay with him. Somewhat reluctantly,  with no other options, she accepts.

She has never really been too interested in reading, but while at the bookstore, she starts to understand his it's a way of being part of a community. And her uncle, though often kind of an awkward character, does care about her. She comes to care for him as well, and together they both learn that it's not a crime to not have it all figured out. She learns a kind of grace and understanding from him that she never even considered.

The Doctor Makes a Dollhouse Call, by Robin Hathaway. Dr Andrew Fenimore has been the family physician for Judith and Emily Pancoast for years, even though he is in Philadelphia and the two elderly sisters live on the Jersey coast. The Pancoasts are a wealthy family and the two sisters are the matriarchs.

In the family home, the sisters have installed a dollhouse that is  a duplicate of the family home, complete with dolls representing each family member. The story begins on Thanksgiving, when someone notices that the doll depicting Pamela, a niece of the sisters, is slumped over the dining room table, and the room is in disarray.  Shortly afterwards, the actual Pamela is discovered in the same pose and location, having been murdered. 

Dr Fenimore begins searching for answers. He and his nurse Mrs Doyle have had small successes in the past with their investigations. But this one is particularly puzzling,  with the addition of the dollhouse setup.

When Christmas and other holidays arrive with variations on the theme and more family members killed, Dr Fenimore feels he s racing against time.

This was an interesting take on a sort of closed room mystery, and had me wondering until the end.

The Most Wonderful Crime of the Year, by Ally Carter. This is what I get for reading a holiday book before its even Thanksgiving. But my hold came up at the library,  so there you go.

Maggie Chase is a popular mystery writer trying hard to get over her husband and best friend having an affair. At her publisher's holiday party, she finds that she has been invited for an all-expenses-paid Christmas trip to a manor in England. But when she gets on the private plane, the only other passenger is another mystery writer Maggie can't stand.

Upon arrival, Maggie is amazed to learn that they will be staying at the home ofber favorite mystery writer.  She begins to think it might be OK after all ... until the writer disappears!

Possibly interesting,  no? No, not really. A story that could have been good just dragged too much for me. And by the end, I didn't like Maggie or the other writer. And the story's final scene just made me roll my eyes. 

Your mileage may vary,  of course.

The Christmas Murder Game, by Alexandra Benedict. When Lily receives an invitation to Endgame Manor for Christmas, she has no intention of going. The last time she was there was 21 years ago, when she discovered her dead mother in the property's maze. 

But she is told that if she attends, she'll be able to learn the identity of her mother's killer - she didn't kill herself,  as Lily always believed.

On arrival, Lily learns that her cousins will all be there as well. Her late aunt had devised 12 clues for the 12 Days of Christmas,  with extremely strict elaborate rules. Whoever wins the game inherits the estate.

And so a puzzle that proves to have deadly consequences for some works towards a solution. With a severe snowstorm  and no way to communicate with the outside world, everyone is forced to stay.

I found this book interesting and suspenseful. The puzzle clues were well beyond me, but the characters figured them out. There were also a puzzle or two for the readers explained at the start of the book, but I honestly wasn't interested. 

Overall, worth the time to read.

An Eggnog to Die For, by Amy Pershing. Samantha Barnes is looking forward to a nice pleasant holiday season, and having the chance to get to know her boyfriend better. instead, she is investigating the murder of a town selectman who was pretty unpopular.  Especially when it could affect the livelihood of the owners of a new restaurant. 

Then she finds out her parents are coming from Florida to Cape Cod to spend the holidays. There goes alone time with the boyfriend. 

But things end up being a lot more interesting than she expects. This is a fun book, with some intriguing characters. I enjoyed it more than I expected to.

In A Holidaze, by Christina Lauren. This was an enjoyable book, mainly because it written in a way that made the characters seem real. Mae Jones and her family have always spent Christmas in Park City, Utah, with a group of families headed by college friends of her parents. Mae has secretly always harbored a crush for Andrew, the oldest son of one of the families. 

But before we ever find out if they will or won't get together, Mae and the reader have to figure out why and how she seems to be in a time loop. It's like the movie "Groundhog Day," but at Christmastime. 

The book manages to be sweet and romantic, but not too much, which makes it very pleasant reading. And there are a few really laugh-out-loud moments amid all of the Christmas festivities.

It Came Upon a Midnight Shear, by Allie Pleiter. Somewhat recently divorced Libby Beckett has finally achieved her dream - opening a yarn shop in her hometown.  Y.A.R.N. is a cozy spot that has built a wonderful community. She gas also recently been elected head of the Chamber of Commerce,  and is excited for the upcoming Christmastime celebrations. 

But when the book starts, she is excited to welcome an acquaintance who has become known for assisting in the conservation of the Peruvian vicuna. He will be at her shop with some vicuna, and do shearing demonstrations.

Everything is going well until Libby's ex-husband shows up. And things really go downhill fast when he's found stabbed to death on the shearing stand with bloody shears found in the yard.

This is an interesting story, in that some of the people who are obvious suspects endure being fairly benign as far as the murder goes, but full of interesting secrets otherwise. There was enough interest to keep me reading, and it was interesting to learn about vicuna.

Rest You Merry, by Charlotte MacLeod. Peter Shandy is a middle-aged professor at a New England agricultural college. It's the holiday season,  and other faculty and college employees living in "the Crescent" (college on campus houses) are all decorated to the max for the Annual Illumination, a celebration of lights and decorations that draws people from all over the area. Shandy finds it ridiculous and tiresome, but after being hounded by neighbors, he hires professionals to provide over the top decorations for his house, then leaves for a cruise vacation. 

When the cruise has to be canceled, he returns early to grind that everyone is scandalized at what he has done, and one of the neighbors told the others she w as going to his house to take them down.

The problem is, Shandy finds the woman's body behind his couch, with a decoration on top of her. The college Dr is quick to determine that it was an accident, but Shandy doesn't think so.

This is pretty entertaining - especially if you have ever experienced small-town college life.  The characters, the rivalries, the gossip - all of it is here. When other incidents occur, Shandy figures out what is going on - while also finding himself in love.

I enjoyed this slice of small town holiday events.

Flight, by Lynn Steger Strong. This is the story of three siblings - Martin, Henry, and Kate - who are navigating the first Christmas holiday after the death of their mother. They and their families used to head to Florida every year to the family home to celebrate. This year, they are all in upstate New York at Henry and Alice's for the holiday. 

The book does a good job of covering the individuals, and especially how the in-laws are feeling and how they are each perceived by the siblings. On the one hand, everyone is trying hard to be considerate of each other; but a request by one of them to the others begins to create awkwardness and even conflict. 

I liked this book, and the way it showed the viewpoint of each adult child and the others' relationship to their dead mother. Without the parent present, adult siblings relationships can be tricky.

Last Rituals, by Yrsa Sigurdardottir. This was interesting and in some ways very grisly.

When the body of a German student who is studying in Reykjavik is found at the university, officials are not only looking at finding the killer, but trying to figure out what kind of killing it was. The body has odd symbols on it, and the eyes have been gouged out.

The student's family employs their own representative from Germany, who hires Thora, a young attorney who speaks German, Icelandic, and English, to do their own investigation.Thora has two young children of her own, and is not certain that she wants this case. But she does find it interesting, and the fee offered by the student's family would help her financial situation.

The more they look into the background of the student, the more disturbing information they find out about him and his friends. His dissertation subject was witch burnings in Iceland and how they differed from European practices. But it seems the further studied, the more disturbing and macabre side studies he took.

The book is interesting because of the weird subjects discussed, but also because it takes place in Iceland, with its own history that I am not as familiar with. It sounds like a place that could lure you into thinking it's somewhat similar in many ways to life in the U.S. ( well, maybe more how life used to be), and then surprising you with how much it is completely different. And the overall subject matter and how it existed in Iceland is also truly amazing and made me want to know more about Icelandic history.

it took me longer than usual to read this book, not just because of the holiday season happening around me, but because there was a lot to keep straight in the story. This is not an easy, casual read, but it is a good one.

***

There you go, some winners and some losers as usual. I'm already several books into the new year, with a hold list at the library that should keep me busy for a while. 

Someone I follow on Instagram posted at the end of the 2025 that she read 12 books in 2025, and was going to try her best to read 15 in 2026. And I was shocked, but then I also reminded myself that not everyone reads as much as I do, or even wants to read as much as I do, even if they are readers. I have always been someone who reads every day, even if it's only a chapter. When I was working full-time, I used to have a book at home that I would be reading and one in my desk drawer at work to read a lunchtime. I am even more likely to be sure I have something to read than I am something to knit!

Anyway, let me know if you've read anything lately to add to my list, or to avoid at all costs. And happy reading to all of you, whether you read one book a year or one hundred. ❤