Poor cat.net. She's been rotting due to me having massive, twitchy privacy issues. I'd like to talk here, but I'm just not sure it's a good idea for lots of reasons, so I just shut up and stay shut. For, uh, months at a time.

For those of you who pay attention on the sewing front, I've been a teense worn thanks to me putting in more hours than I should at work, but I'm hoping this is not a permanent thing. It means I've had little to show, but I do still sit down to the machine when my brain hasn't melted after a workday.

I knew I'd flown one too many times this past week when I walked up to the coffee stand and said, "Oh, when did the coffee machine break? It was working when I was here a few days ago..."

I spent a few days in Washington DC, at Matthew's house. It was an actual vacation, albeit a short one. I felt vaguely ashamed at how I roosted on the couch for the entire weekend, barely moving, but I wasn't ashamed enough to actually get up and do something about it.

My vantage point:

After six nights in the dark, my power returned last night. I am immensely grateful that my house escaped the widespread devastation that can be found in my community. I've posted my photos of the devastation and its aftermath to Flickr; I did not seek out damage for photography purposes, but it was everywhere I went. it took a few days to rescue Tenzing from the vet's, thanks to this mess in front of their building:

As part of setting up my sewing room, I've discovered that I have a ton of goofy silly fun cat fabric: