Sunday, July 14, 2013

What'll I Do?

5 Things:

1.  Find an art studio to share.

2.  Mail gifts.

3.  Redesign my space.

4.  Mail photos to relatives!!

5.  Cut hair.

Monday, July 8, 2013

Just one of the Reasons Why I Hate Going to the Dentist

Five things:

1.  I have had problem teeth for 70 years.  (I am 76, which means my first six years of having teeth were problem-free.)

2.  Then my baby teeth fell out, and the ones with problems grew in.

3.  When I was about 7, I made my first trip to the dentist one hot summer afternoon, and the dentist's light practically fried my hair.   I was hotter than hell, and my head ached fiercely.

4.  I crawled into bed when I got home for a rest. When my dad came home from work a little later
I told him I had a bad headache and when I got up to go to the bathroom, my head felt as heavy
as a bowling ball--and my neck wouldn't support it.  My mom took my temperature, and it was pretty hot.  So they called the doctor, who came out, examined me, and said I had polio.

5.  So my first visit to the dentist ended up with me riding in an ambulance to the hospital. 

Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Crime in the City 2

5 things:

1.  He came back....right across the driveway, and three people watched him try to open the interior doors with a credit card.  Fail.

2.  He is short, slim, black, impeccably dressed in a snowy white t-shirt, jeans, and a cap.

3.  "Probably a teenager" although that was noted the last time he was here.

4.  After he got nothing here, he moved to a different residence just down the hill.   He has a master key, which means he got into three separate buildings, all of which have their own outdoor entrance key.

5.  At the last place, he again used his credit card on the interior doors and got into an apartment only to meet the occupant, who grabbed him, but he got away and ran off.  More police....

Monday, July 1, 2013

Crime in the city.....

5 things:

1.  A burglary is not a home invasion.

2.  If you wanna know what a home invasion is like, read Elmore Leonard's Out of Sight.  (Also a movie starring George Clooney & Jennifer Lopez.) The book, at least, is violent and ugly. 

3.  There are only 6 states that have laws against a "home invasion." and outside
of the U.S., it's not mentioned in the lawbooks at all.  The states with laws against home invasions
include Illinois, Michigan, and Nevada.  (Think Chicago, Detroit, and Las Vegas.) 

4.  Also, a burglary is not a robbery.  

5.  I don't know who did it, but somebody stole a bunch of flowers from our front yard and then went down the hill to the adjoining yard and stole 7 bushes and about 6 of those spiky grass things.  I have my suspicion, but nobody seems to be exercised about it.


Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Peanut butter & jelly oatmeal--food of the gods!

5 things:

1.  Make a bowlful of old-fashioned oats:  maybe 1/2 cup of oats, and a generous cup of water....I don't measure oatmeal anymore.  The real recipe for two cups of cooked oatmeal is 1 cup of oats and 2 cups of water, so one bowlful is half of that.

2.  I put the oats into a saucepan, add cold water (it turns out creamier), then bring it to a boil,  simmering and stirring until it looks done.  Turn off the heat.

3.  Stir in 1 tablespoon of peanut butter--for me, this is always organic and creamy, not crunchy, but to each her own.

4.  Add 1 teaspoon of jelly--and here's the chance for me to use up the jelly that's hardly enough to serve on the table for guests but too good to throw out, so it sits in the fridge.  This morning i used
the last spoonful of gooseberry jelly from El's Kitchen in Winterport, ME.  Yowzah!!

5.  I wish I had made a full recipe, but maybe this is built-in portion control.  So....from the oatmeal part I get 3 grams of fat, .05g of which is saturated; NO SODIUM!!; 5 grams of dietary fiber; and 6 grams of protein.  From the peanut butter part, I got 4 grams of saturated fat, 62.5mg of sodium; 0g cholesterol; 1g sugar; and 4g of protein.  Not so bad, particularly compared with my usual breakfast these days of 2 fried eggs on toast with lots of butter. 

Tuesday, June 4, 2013

Loafing: June 4, 2013

5 Things:

1.  I'm glad I quit my freelance job.  I got one more file back for the final once-over, and it's so full of crap--missing or additional apostrophes, that kind of nonsense.  Some writers never make the changes I suggest, or when they rewrite it, they use the same old tired syntax.  Bleah.

2.  I was going to walk two miles today, but I didn't.  Didn't feel like it once I got out there.

3.  One of my friends is working way too hard and doing far too much to take care of her grandchildren.  She's having bouts of a-fib, and she's had a pacemaker for 12 years or so.  She is a precious, talented, wonderful person, and I'd like to think she'll be around for a long time. 

4.  I hardly ever dream, now that I'm retired.  But I had a good one last night.  Was so disappointed when I woke up to realize it was just that--a dream.

5.  I went to Whole Foods and passed up the pork chops and the steak.  Just can't bring myself to eat anything but vegetables or eggs.  One of my vegan friends has a t-shirt that says "I'm not vegetarian because I love animals.  I'm vegetarian because I hate vegetables!!"  Well....

Sunday, June 2, 2013

Happy birthday, Mama!

5 things:

1.  Today would be my mother's 116th birthday.  She was born in Altengeseke, Westphalen, Germany, on this day in 1897.  Her mother died almost 3 years later.  She came to this country at age 6 with her father and six siblings:  Joseph, Anna, Anton, Teresia, Henry, and Adam.  The family settled in Cherokee, Iowa.  (Well, the farm actually was in Meriden, Iowa, which is like 7 miles from Cherokee, the "big" county seat.) 

2.  I have been meditating twice a day for about a month or even two.  And I have learned that my mind has its own Fox News commentary on everything. 

3.  Transcending means to separate oneself from these thoughts and live in the present moment.

4.  At this stage in my life, I have almost 80 years of commentary to deal with.

5.  Thanks be, I am still breathing and experiencing my life.  Thank you for giving me life, Mom.