Being a Domesticated Lepicat

If you want to hear the story behind my nickname of “Lepicat”, let me know in the comments section and if enough people ask, maybe I’ll post it. 🙂

The past few days have seen me baking bread, making lasagna portions to freeze (it’s cheaper than frozen dinners and much healthier), making fruit salad, and doing other miscellaneous things around the kitchen. We got a new blender after our old one (which someone had given to us because they didn’t want to take it when they moved) started smoking while blending my chai shake on Tuesday, so I’ve been having fun with it.

I also finished a lap throw/afghan last night that had been sitting in my crocheting/mending pile for 6 months because my wrists were so worn out from working on it. (Note to self: two-ply afghans are just as bad as three-ply ones and can cause major “carpal afghan syndrome”.) I decided to just finish the row of double crocheting around the edges to make it look pretty and it only took me 45 minutes to finish. I washed it (mostly to get the cat fur off since my cats have both nap-tested it numerous times) and I put it in my big black suitcase to give to Mom when I head to the Promised Land in two weeks. (Well… the icky deserty land surrounding the Promised Land — can you tell that I hate L.A.?)

My next project: squares for a patch work afghan. I’m hopefully going to have it done by Christmas though I think it will be finished when it’s finished.

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Jen isn't quite sure when she lost her mind, but it is probably documented here on Meditatio. She blogs because the world needs her snark at all hours of the night... and she probably can't sleep anyway.

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  1. Hey, Jen! What’s the story behind your nickname, “Lepicat?” Why don’t you tell us? We’re all waiting!

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