I’m feeling very nostalgic lately. The X-Files is back on TV, I’m working on self-assigned homework, my job very much resembles cramming for an exam some days, and I’ve also had the flu which generally reverts my age by at least five years.

So I pulled these teacups out of the cabinet to take a photo. I’ve been meaning to do it for some time, in case they get damaged (the joys of earthquake country) and I’m glad I finally have.


I have a growing collection of fancy teacups, but these are special. My grandmother was British, and she’s the one who taught me to love tea. We started when I was very young, when my cup was mostly milk with a bit of sugar and a few drops of tea, until the milk got less and less, and the tea got to be more and more. We always used the same teacups, too — she would drink from the one with the roses, and I would use the one with the violets.

I loved getting to have tea with Nanna. It wasn’t fancy, really, but we’d drink our tea together, and speak of lady-like things (because this was before I realized I had no interest in being a lady) and I would get to use a fancy teacup. She never worried I would break it or hover over me telling me to be careful, and I never did. I may not have figured out how to get my scones to taste like hers, but seeing these teacups makes me smile.

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Book Review: Robinson Crusue

This year Nancy, my friendly partner in crime, and I decide to start an epic project to read our way through a survey of classic literature. Both of us are products of a somewhat less than stellar US public school system and at least one of us (me) was a bit of a slacker in high school. As such, we both feel we have gaps in our education when it comes to being widely read.

We’re about five books in so far, and I’ve most recently finished Robinson Crusoe by Daniel Defoe. (For the curious, our previous books were Don Quixote, Paradise Lost, and Pilgrim’s Progress.)

Robinson Crusoe

Honestly, this has been my favorite book so far. First, it was a refreshing break from heavy religious themes and symbolism. I also have a huge love for survivalist literature. I don’t know if I was the only one, but as a kid I devoured any books I could get on the subject — Hatchet, My Side of the Mountain, Julie of the Wolves to name a few. I’m honestly surprised I hadn’t read Robinson Crusoe before now.

However, as an adult, I couldn’t help but cringe at this book. In between the adventure and fascinating tales of how one might survive with only a few tools and the natural world, was a ton of casual racism. While I know this is was owing to the time the book was written, it’s hard to read a narrative that refers so casually to slaves, savages, and dehumanizes non-white characters.

That said, I still kind of wonder what it would be like to get shipwrecked on a desert island. Or at least, go live on a farm in the middle of nowhere for a while …

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New Year!

One of my favorite things about the new year is a chance to get a clean slate. I always say I’ll get clean and organized — and this year, I really mean it!

I especially like new calendars, the more unusual the better. This year, I have a knitting calendar from LSG on Ravelry, and a graphic novel style calendar from the San Francisco Public Defender’s office.


I’m also participating in Apartment Therapy’s January Cure, and have been getting a lot done. One of my favorites is the tea station in my newly cleaned kitchen. I love tea (clearly) and it’s nice to have a spot to make it that’s organized.

Tea Station

A Return to the Blog

After a bit of a hiatus, I’ve decided to resurrect this blog. I’ve been running a knitblog for quite some time now, and honestly, I needed a break. I didn’t necessarily plan on my hiatus being so long, but life gets away from you like that! So here I am.

New year. New blog. New plans.


Happy 2016! I look forward to sharing my crafty adventures once again!

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