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Can you believe we're moments away from ushering in a new and exciting year?  From our home to yours, and on behalf of Aunt Chrissy, the...

Hey, kids.  Aunt Chrissy and I are going to be in the Cleveland area next month, and we're wondering if there are any needlework shops n...

My mom can't come to the blog right now.  She's at the Barnes and Nobles looking for books that will tell her how to be "stree...

  Wishing you love and peace and joy and happiness. Merry Christmas, dear friends. Coni (and Stewey too!) 

Howdy ho, friends and neighbors.  Before I tell you about my latest exploits, I'd like to thank you for your comments on my last post.  ...

I've been utilizing our local libraries a lot lately, so my reading life has started to swing back into its pre-stitching groove.  Today...

Seeing how this is a Monday and all, I awoke at the crack of 10am with plans of laundering and cleaning and tweaking and putzing and futzing...

I'm terribly sorry for the inconvenience, but I've had to adjust the way comments are posted to this here blog.  As you might have n...

Somewhere in the Midwestern Unites States, a telephone rings. SPINSTER: Hello? GE CAPITAL BANK:  Is this Stanley Wapshot? SPINSTER; No...

The stroke of midnight found me in the Happy Chair hooting like a blow fish over the fact that I finished stit...

As was expected, I overdid it this weekend with the whole "Let's get this house tarted up for Christmas" idea.  I...

I've received a few comments and emails about the large wired box-like structure behind the couch.  Yes, it is indeed what you think it ...

So there I was, minding my own business in a dead sleep at 3am when nature called.  This is not unusual for me, especially when you consider...

Here's how the day was supposed to go: Arise promptly at 7 for a pre-dawn power walk around the block, followed by an invigorating sh...

The Official 2012 Spinster Sisters Thanksgiving Extravaganza has come to a close and not a moment too soon.  As I caught a glimpse of myself...

Well, I suppose that we'll have to make do with this picture of the wreaths on the front window for now.  For some odd reason the othe...

My mom can't come to the blog right now.  She's slumped in the Happy Chair, stinking of Ben-Gay, and muttering something about the r...

Harvest Moon House  Laura J. Perin Designs   I think that this house is taking Mo-ther longer to build than an actual house would....

Just a quickie, folks.  Stewey is standing in the middle of the living room with his pumpkin in his mouth, and if I don't play with him ...