bloggy blogginess

On July 24, 2010, in bloggie stuff, by Lori

I’ve been a fan of blogging since the very early days – I started on LiveJournal, moved to Blogger, then to WordPress, and now I obviously have a domain and host my own site. I’ve had a number of blogs, but now I mainly just work here on Thrums, and on Luscious. (besides our travel blogs, of course, but those are more like travel journals.)

HOWEVER. I have a blog project with my husband, who is a clinical psychologist; we maintain a blog together called psychobabble, since we’re both psychologists. His posts revolve around therapy and related issues, and mine will run the gamut. I thought I’d mention it, just in case you’re interested in psych stuff. On psychobabble I write under my maiden name, to keep some separation from my personal online life and his practice. I just wrote a post about stress – if you ever feel stressed out, you might want to read it! (I should have listed knitting as a cure for stress. )

we also cook and eat. a lot.

On May 31, 2010, in Food, recommendations, by Lori

For a couple of years, we maintained a food blog called Luscious. I participated in Tuesdays with Dorie (if you’re a food blogger you know about that, I’m sure), and it was loads of fun. My husband is a wonderful cook and makes all our dinners, and I do the baking. We complement each other very well; with a luscious dinner, we’ll have my homemade bread. After an amazing meal, there’ll be some kind of great dessert. I’ve posted the occasional picture or story here, but I think it’s time to revive Luscious.

Lots of good food, some nice photos, and a few recipes. Good stuff. I’m trying to put the feed in my sidebar, but nothing is cooperating this morning.

Anyway. Off to such mundane tasks as laundry and making pizza dough for our dinner. Hope your Memorial Day is wonderful!

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On May 30, 2010, in , by Lori

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when you think you’ve said all there is to say about socks…

On May 11, 2010, in silly, by Lori

I’ve experienced this myself, and I always feel disappointment when I read another blogger say something like “I’m done, I’ve said all there is to say and I’m retiring my blog.” Maybe you’ve felt either or both sides of this, too. So I just saw a wonderful revision of a poem speaking to this issue, on the LATimes blog (and click to read the post, because it’s actually about the closing of a great blog):

Do Not Go Gentle Into That Internet Fog
by Dylan Thomas
remixed by Carolyn Kellogg

Do not go gentle into that internet fog,
Writing should burn and rage complete
Rage, rage against the dying of the blog.

Unwise men think sentences do bog,
But what can be said in just a Tweet?
Do not go gentle into that internet fog.

Good men at laptops watch agog,
Their words sucked into a Facebook data sheet
Rage, rage against the dying of the blog.

A wild man who drinks the German grog
Leaves updates, a 4G phone — he’s indiscreet!
Do not go gentle into that internet fog.

Grave men crave followers and flog
And flog for more with desperate heat
Rage, rage against the dying of blog.

And you, dear poets, know writing is no slog
The ebb and flow of words is sweet
Do not go gentle into that internet fog,
Rage, rage against the dying of the blog.

– Carolyn Kellogg

diary of a V-Day Eve

On February 13, 2010, in Food, baking, frogging, knitting, lace, recipe, shawl, sweets, by Lori

It’s been one of those 2 steps forward, 3 steps back kind of days. I spent the morning redoing things on the blog – things like tracking down plug-ins, finding dumb API keys, rediscovering the widgets I’d used, rewriting my “about” page, stuff like that. I’d been happy with things the way were, so I wasn’t working in the spirit of doing it right/better this time, but rather trying to recreate what I’d had. Ah well. I’m mostly there, just minus all my posts.

On the knitting front, I made it through the entire part of the shawl chart with the big set of nupps. And they were fun! I definitely learned how to do them better by the last row of them, but I was happy enough. Then, knitting the last set of lace rows to complete the chart, and *clunk*. Something was way wrong. After each row – partly due to overweening pride – I’d stopped, stretched out the lace, admired it, looked for problems, found none. After each pattern repeat, I rechecked the stitches. If each pattern repeat was correct, and each row was correct, I’d be in good shape, right? And yet I’d really screwed up something, somewhere. How hadn’t I seen it in all my looking?! Too much pride, too much “look, isn’t that cool what I did?” I guess. And so I had to pull that whole section out. Had I put in a lifeline? NO.

So I held my breath, got out a small tapestry needle and a roll of dental floss, and tried to put one in, below the nupps chart. A tiny little stitch at a time, through the cobweb-weight lace. plink. plink. plink. plink. plink. Across the row…..and then pull pull pull pull, unknitting. It worked, and so now I begin again. At least this time I’ll do the nupps pretty well from the very first row. So with the shawl too, I’m back where I started.

My sweetheart and I have been dieting – him on Atkins, me on low-cal – but here it is, Valentine’s Day (tomorrow). We’re going out for dinner at our favorite Ethiopian restaurant, Awash, and then we’ll come home for something sweet. He really loves blueberry coffee cake, so I just popped one in the oven. Photos of a slice tomorrow, but for now, The Making of the Coffee Cake, followed by its recipe.