Monday, November 18, 2019


Time Travel

Blondie and I wearing mustache stickers from the pizza restaurant vending machine. Another world.

Older, wiser, curlier and tireder. B&W hides the grey, right?

I was reminded of the saying, "three moves equals a housefire" this weekend. Made pie dough but couldn't find my rolling pin. Pie is on hold. I know I packed it but I don't know which box labeled 'fragile' that it might be in. I guess it's time to crack a few open and note what's actually in them. Or buy another one.

I still don't have a regular singing outlet. I think I have to start the kind of group I want to be in. I've been reading today about how to start a community choir. The sites I've found are UK and Australian. I may try to work up a flier for the library to look for a musical director type to work with. I wonder if singing in the library is a good idea. I loved the rounds group I was in circa 1997 in the East Bay. It was led by a woman who went on to pursue a nonprofit prison singing program. We did a broad range of old and new music with some great international stuff. We paid her for 8 week sessions I think.

Thursday, November 14, 2019

Wind it up

I agree that our calendar system is super arbitrary. For example I'm always surprised when reminded that Sept Oct Nov Dec are not the 7th 8th 9th and 10th months. You've got at least another year of the 10s if you want. But the number changing does get our little monkey minds engaged. Here are some greatest hits of my 2010-2019:

  • Three moves so we lived in 4 different houses 
  • Children made it from 6 to 15 and 9 to 18 years old in 9 days! They are physically healthy, have friends and get good grades. I am deeply grateful for all of this 
  • Kids attended four different schools: 2 elementary, 1 middle, 1 high school
  • Three different jobs on the same college campus
  • 667 books read, many others started but not finished
  • Taught myself to knit, completed several sweaters/scarves/hats/mittens. Others not completed include the sweater that is on the needles and waiting for the first attempt intarsia to be ripped back and tried with the pattern BIGGER
  • Three cars

I haven't fallen in love with anything videowise lately. Community is my latest laundry folding reliable watch. Seth Myers Lobby Baby is good. My Name is Dolemite is a total who's-who, everyone wanted to work with Eddie Murphy. It's pretty entertaining from what I saw going in and out of the room while cooking. Youngest is a Marvel and Mouse bigfan and wants us to get the new Mouse+ streaming channel. I'm willing if we close down one of the others. Negotiations continue. Nod is laughing his fool head off at Big Mouth. It doesn't hit for me although some of the jokes are very funny. I don't want to laugh at puberty although I see it's a rich mine for the writers.

Jenny Slate is charming and has good things to say. Her Drunk History appearances are quality. When her stand up special transitioned to chat with her relatives I got uncomfortable and didn't finish. I love her recent piece in The Paris Review (blog?), The Code of Hammurabi. My favorite quote:
It says that in order for the men to thrive, women must be kept in line and controlled. It says, This starts now. It says women are worth something great to us, and because of that we must say that they are less than us, and we must never let them know what it is about them that we are trying to take for ourselves. It says, Women can’t. They must not. It says, Women are property. Men decide what women can do with their bodies. Men own women. We are all separate and must stay divided. Women are beneath, less than, but also, watch out for them, really do watch out! But act like you are not “watching out” or scared—act like a good guy who is protecting the holy object.
That sense of abase/worship is well put. I find that living in a patriarchal society it's hard to get that concept into words.

Friday, November 1, 2019

Raven, Sayers, Swift, Spell and Snow

My raven costume was based on Martha's. I used thin black cardboard instead of felt for the beak. Tried a bottom beak but I preferred it without. Cut out some wing feather pieces for my arms but that fell by the wayside as well. It was fun.

Resource for later. A website that assembled materials on all the references in Sayers' Gaudy Night. It's full of French, Latin and even some Greek if I remember correctly. Plus plenty of flung quotations and insider British academic stuff of the era. What a worthwhile project and a generous gift to share with the rest of us.

My Gown
Comfort video watch: Taylor Swift's You Need to Calm Down, lyrics only. The fully staged videos is a hoot too. But I just enjoy the hot neon colors and rainbow graphic word dancing of this version.

A Small Spell
Reflect on the issue you want help with. To be spoken just before lighting a match:
Kindle and increase my hope
Every light and spark bring clarity and possibility
I offer fire and attention
And ask for more

Bentley snowflakes
Oh wondrous rabbit hole, thank you very much to Dame de Pique's tumblr collection including Wilson A Bentley's snowflake microscope photos. Ah bliss. Also, I had never seen the capped column flakes before. Amazing!

Friday, October 4, 2019


Happy October to all! Temps have dropped and I might be clapping my hands.

Holy shirt, I started jogging again. I've got a whole entire week under my belt.

Albuquerque beckons. We're going to youngest's choir concert next Wednesday night then hauling ass to drive to ABQ the next day. We'll be staying with my mom for a visit. Out in the early dark to see the hot air balloons go up. Might need a nap here or there. We'll squeeze in some enchiladas, and some northern NM hiking. Then gotta haul it back to Kansas to make it in time for L to take the PSAT that next Wed am. Seems short but it'll be better than no fall visit at all.

Friday, September 27, 2019

Work it, stretch it

You've Got It
I have been listening to Dinah Washington today and it's a good thing. Here's You've Got What it Takes with Brook Benton.

Chipmunk seen 9/25/19 on the steps west of Price. First one I can remember seeing on campus. Scamper scamper. It's been an amazing year for lizards and I see them almost every day in a variety of sizes (2 - 8 inches).

PT stuff
Yoga pose stretches for back.

My knees have been giving me tweaks of pain behind the kneecap. Usually when I'm climbing stairs and I put weight on my leg that is only slightly bent.
I like these stretches to support knees. I have done the standing ones at work.

Rotational movement exercises.

Random undergarment link
Cotton bra:

Wednesday, September 18, 2019

Beer quest

Move to quaff
I've decided that I have a new exercise goal: drinking more beers and the occasional cocktail. I enjoy those nutritionally useless beverages and need to a mover la colita if I want to consume them. This reminds me of The Danish's husband and the goal he picked for a self improvement course: become more sexy. These are worthy aims, convention be damned. Possibly aiming for indulgence will help me get back to regular movement. Thinking about the health benefits certainly hasn't done it since May.

I'm going to take myself to see Ready or Not which I regard as a book end movie with Knives Out (release date at end of November). I do love going to the movies. I hope to get someone to go with but am determined to see it this weekend with or without co pilot.

Oldest has been elected to Homecoming Court, one of the 9 women and 9 men. At Friday's football game halftime they will crown a king and queen. K has been delighted to be elected and says that she loves everybody on court so all their extra activities (music video - I need to get a copy), rehearsal, etc. have been fun. Last year there were two menu elected as king and queen. This year there is a traditional minded older woman organizing things and apparently she is enforcing the gender roles. Well, she can sweep the tide if she likes. I put a couple of tucks in a borrowed dark blue gown for K last night. She showed me her tiara. I'd like to get a picture at home before the events. This is grandma catnip.

Cone time
Speaking of cat stuff, I've been coning Zing this week. She scratched a chunk out of her neck as part of her autumn allergy itchiness. I found a soft cone that she tolerates MUCH better than I expected. She can eat with it on and drink out of a smaller bowl (not the big dog bowl) but I don't think she can fit through the cat door opening to use the cat pan. I'm not keeping it on her all the time but trying to  supervise any time with it off. Vet appointment Saturday for both beasts. I expect that we need to re-start allergy injections for dog. She has continued gooey ears, and has been licking her paws. Am not happy about it but will deal.

Eye candy
Edited to add that any day is better with some pictures of the absurdly beautiful Priyanka Chopra. Here's Tom and Lorenzo's selection of her fashion lewks with their appreciation of her lush and sometimes tacky glory.

Thursday, September 12, 2019

Eggplant love drivin' me mad drivin' me crazy

My post title sounds so porny but I'm quite chaste and fervent in my nightshade appreciation.

Budget Bytes is such a reliable site for streamlined and dependable recipes. She pares things down to the essential steps and they work consistently for me. Last night I made Eggplant Frittata after writing myself three reminder notes. I really wanted to find out what it tasted like. All the thumbs are up. My changes (because entropy): I did not use the oven to roast the vegetables, just for cooking the eggs. I peeled the eggplant because I don't need to eat that. I used canned tomatoes because picking cherry tomato skins out of my mouth is bleah for me. I added more parmesan because yum.

I heated olive oil in the pan and added first the onion, then the eggplant, then the zucchini and after they were all softened added a can of petite diced tomatoes and the garlic. Cooked a few more minutes and then topped with eggs and ovened for 30 minutes. Veggie daughter and I would eat again. I would also use this as a great basic stovetop ratatouille recipe without the eggs. Mmm, now I'm thinking about pasta.

My right eye, that started with all the trouble, is a little irritated, a little puffy underneath. It is gummy in the morning. I'm not ready to spend more money yet on medical attention but I'm monitoring the situation. I'll go in if it worsens. Maybe jogging would help...

Book 'em
Finished Water Logic last night. A fantasy series with occasional magic and book reverence and farmers and formerly talking ravens (oh ravens). The most radical thing about it is still the fact that in this universe women are 100% people, it is egalitarian in all things.* The assumption that every female human's impulses and aspirations are worth exactly what the males' are continues to surprise. I wish I could visit. Lucky for us all, the fourth concluding book is in the world and on my shelf. I will start next week.

*My book talk friend tells me that Nicola Griffith wrote a police procedural series that she says are science fiction because women are treated the same as men in that universe. Must try.