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Sunday, November 20, 2011
"March" Seazters on a "November Bend"
Little Women became "Loaded Women" last night.. Jo, Amy, Beth and Meg...i.e., Mary Ellen, Barbara, Martha amd Patricia
Josephine "Jo" March Bhaer AKA MARY ELLEN
Fifteen-year-old Jo was very tall, thin, and brown. She had a decided mouth, a comical nose, and sharp, gray eyes, which appeared to see everything, and were by turns fierce, funny, or thoughtful.” Frederick Llewellyn Willis wrote that his cousin Louisa Alcott was “full of spirit and life; impulsive and moody, and at times irritable and nervous. ON THE ROAD AT BLACK DUCK she could run like a gazelle. MARY ELLEN
Jo March starts out as a tomboyish, hot-tempered, fifteen-year-old girl. She loves activity and can't bear to be left on the sidelines BUT IS LAST PICKED FOR ALL TEAMS; it drives her crazy that she can't go and fight in the Civil War alongside her father, who has volunteered as a chaplain. Instead, Jo has to stay at home and try to reconcile herself to a nineteenth-century woman's place in the domestic sphere, which is extremely difficult for her. She's clumsy, blunt, opinionated, and jolly. Her behavior is often most unladylike – she swears (mildly LIKE A FISHWIFE), burns her dress while warming herself at the fire, spills things on her only gloves, and barely tolerates her cranky old Aunt (MARIE) March. She's so boyish that Mr.(UNCLE POO-POOH) March has referred to her as his "son Jo" in the past, and her best friend Laurie sometimes calls her "my dear fellow." SHE TRIES TO HIDE THE COCA COLA MUSIC BOX SHE BROKE BUT AUNTIE MARIE BUSTED HER ASS ANYWAY. MARY ELLEN
Jo also loves literature, both reading and writing it. She composes plays for her sisters to perform and writes stories that she eventually gets published. She imitates Dickens and Shakespeare and Scott, and whenever she's not doing chores or washing the poodle, cleaning Polly's cage, sewing towels (for Aunt Josephine March OR CROCHETING FOR COURTNEY) she curls up in her room, in a corner of the attic(BASEMENT), or outside, completely absorbed in a good book. MARY ELLEN
Jo hopes to do something great when she grows up, although she's not sure what that might be – perhaps writing a great novel. Whatever it is, it's not going to involve getting married; Jo hates the idea of romance, because marriage (CHARLIE) might break up her family and separate her from the sisters she adores. MARY ELLEN
Jo is being set up for a meaningful journey of self-discovery and surprises. By the end of the novel, her dreams and dislikes are turned topsy-turvy; her desire to make her way in the world and her distaste for staying at home are altered forever. She does not find romance in the places that readers expect, but she did find it. She also realizes that romantic love has its place, even though it changes the relationships one already has. As Jo discovers her feminine side, she also figures out how to balance her ambitious nature with the constraints placed on nineteenth-century women. MARY ELLEN
Margaret "Meg" March Brooke AKA MARTHA
At sixteen, she is the oldest (SECOND YOUNGEST) sister. She is considered the beauty of the March household (written as very pretty, plump and fair, with large eyes, plenty of soft, brown hair, a sweet mouth, and white hands, of which she is rather vain) and she is well-mannered. Meg LAUGHS LOUDLY AND A LOT, runs the household when her mother is absent. Meg also guards Amy from Jo when the two quarrel, just as Jo protects Beth. Meg is employed as a governess for the Kings, a wealthy local family (WHO RAISE HER AS A KING GIRL AFTER KIDNAPPING HER FROM THE RED LAKE INDIAN RESERVATION. Because of the genteel social standing of her family, Meg is allowed into society. However, after a few disappointing experiences (first, the Kings' eldest (AND ONLY) son is disinherited for bad behavior, (ROBBING COOL WHIP FROM THE LOCAL IGA AND RUNNING IT INTO SILVER LAKE) and later she visits her friend Annie Moffat (JILL) and discovers that her family believes Mrs. March is plotting to match her with Laurie (RON KING) only to gain his family's wealth), Meg learns that true worth does not lie with money. She falls in love with Mr. John Brooke, (LAWRENCE) Laurie's tutor(RON'S FELLOW CADET), whom she marries. Meg bears twin children, Margaret "Daisy" and John Brooke "Demi" (short for Demi-John: ERIC), and "Demi"(ERIC) and "Daisy(ALLISON)" live a happy life. BECAUSE IT WORKED SO WELL FOR HER, SHE ALSO STEALS TWO RESERVATION BABIES AND NAMES THEM KRISTEN AND KATHRYN. MARTHA JEAN SMITH (ALSO A DISTANT RELATIVE OF POCAHONTAS IT SEEMS)
Elizabeth "Beth" March AKA NOT ME!
Beth is described as even-tempered and has always been very close to Jo. As her sisters begin to leave the nest, Beth wonders what will become of her, as all she wants is to remain at home with her parents. When Beth's health eventually begins a rapid decline, the entire family nurses her - especially Jo, who rarely leaves her side. Finally, the family began to realize that Beth will not live much longer. They separate a room for her, filled with all the things she loved best; her kittens, piano, father's books, Amy's sketches, her beloved dolls, and blehhhhh blehhhh (NO ONE I KNOW!)
In her last year, Beth is still trying to make it better for those who will be left behind. She is never idle, except in sleep. But soon, Beth puts down her sewing needle, saying that it grew "so heavy", never to pick it up again. In her final illness, she discusses the spiritual significance of her death to Jo. (NOT ME)
Amy March Laurence AKA PATRICIA N.M.N.
The youngest sister—age twelve when the story begins—Amy is interested in art. She is described by the author as a 'regular snow-maiden' with curly golden hair and blue eyes, 'pale and slender' and 'always carrying herself' like a very proper young lady. She is dissatisfied with the shape of her nose which she attempts to fix with a clothespin TO HER TONSIL WHICH GETS HER A FAST RIDE TO DR. SHER'S OFFICE. She is "cool, reserved and worldly" which sometimes causes her trouble. Often "petted" because she is the youngest, she can behave in a vain and spoiled way, and throws tantrums when she is unhappy. Her relationship with Jo is sometimes strained; the literary Jo particularly dislikes when Amy uses big words, mispronouncing them or using them incorrectly. Their most significant argument occurs when Jo will not allow Amy to accompany Jo and Laurie to the theater. In revenge, Amy finds Jo's unfinished novel and throws it all in the fireplace grate, (AND WATCHES MARTHA THROW HER SKORT DOWN THE OUTHOUSE HOLE), burning years of work AND MAKING DAD RETRIEVE IT WITH A FISHING POLE. When Jo discovers this, she boxes Amy's ears and tells her, "I'll never forgive you! Never!" Amy's attempt to apologize to Jo are unsuccessful. When Laurie and Jo go skating, Amy tags along after them, but she arrives at the lake too late to hear Laurie's warning about rotten ice. Under Jo's horrified stare, Amy falls through the ice, and is rescued by Laurie's prompt intervention. Realizing she might have lost her sister, Jo's anger dissolves and the two become more close. When Beth is ill with scarlet fever, Amy is sent to stay with Aunt (BETTY) March as a safety precaution. Aunt BETTY March grows fond of her, as Amy's natural grace and docility are more to her taste. Amy is invited to accompany Uncle VINCE and Aunt BETTY and cousin EDYTH on a European trip (TO ARIZONA BUT ECZEMA MARTHA GOES INSTEAD). Although she enjoys travelling, after seeing the works of artists such as Michelangelo and Raphael, Amy gives up her art, because she believes herself to be lacking in talent. In Europe, Amy meets up with Laurie(RICHARD), and shortly after Beth dies, they marry. Later, Amy gives birth to daughter Elizabeth (Beth or Bess). BEFORE "ELIZABETH/AMY" ARRIVED SHE SHARED HER HOME WITH RICHARD, EMILY,SARAH. SEVERAL CANINES AND FINALLY RICKY. PATRICIA
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| 1954 Mary Ellen and Barb 1966 Martha and Patty |
Josephine "Jo" March Bhaer AKA MARY ELLEN
Fifteen-year-old Jo was very tall, thin, and brown. She had a decided mouth, a comical nose, and sharp, gray eyes, which appeared to see everything, and were by turns fierce, funny, or thoughtful.” Frederick Llewellyn Willis wrote that his cousin Louisa Alcott was “full of spirit and life; impulsive and moody, and at times irritable and nervous. ON THE ROAD AT BLACK DUCK she could run like a gazelle. MARY ELLEN
Jo March starts out as a tomboyish, hot-tempered, fifteen-year-old girl. She loves activity and can't bear to be left on the sidelines BUT IS LAST PICKED FOR ALL TEAMS; it drives her crazy that she can't go and fight in the Civil War alongside her father, who has volunteered as a chaplain. Instead, Jo has to stay at home and try to reconcile herself to a nineteenth-century woman's place in the domestic sphere, which is extremely difficult for her. She's clumsy, blunt, opinionated, and jolly. Her behavior is often most unladylike – she swears (mildly LIKE A FISHWIFE), burns her dress while warming herself at the fire, spills things on her only gloves, and barely tolerates her cranky old Aunt (MARIE) March. She's so boyish that Mr.(UNCLE POO-POOH) March has referred to her as his "son Jo" in the past, and her best friend Laurie sometimes calls her "my dear fellow." SHE TRIES TO HIDE THE COCA COLA MUSIC BOX SHE BROKE BUT AUNTIE MARIE BUSTED HER ASS ANYWAY. MARY ELLEN
Jo also loves literature, both reading and writing it. She composes plays for her sisters to perform and writes stories that she eventually gets published. She imitates Dickens and Shakespeare and Scott, and whenever she's not doing chores or washing the poodle, cleaning Polly's cage, sewing towels (for Aunt Josephine March OR CROCHETING FOR COURTNEY) she curls up in her room, in a corner of the attic(BASEMENT), or outside, completely absorbed in a good book. MARY ELLEN
Jo hopes to do something great when she grows up, although she's not sure what that might be – perhaps writing a great novel. Whatever it is, it's not going to involve getting married; Jo hates the idea of romance, because marriage (CHARLIE) might break up her family and separate her from the sisters she adores. MARY ELLEN
Jo is being set up for a meaningful journey of self-discovery and surprises. By the end of the novel, her dreams and dislikes are turned topsy-turvy; her desire to make her way in the world and her distaste for staying at home are altered forever. She does not find romance in the places that readers expect, but she did find it. She also realizes that romantic love has its place, even though it changes the relationships one already has. As Jo discovers her feminine side, she also figures out how to balance her ambitious nature with the constraints placed on nineteenth-century women. MARY ELLEN
Margaret "Meg" March Brooke AKA MARTHA
At sixteen, she is the oldest (SECOND YOUNGEST) sister. She is considered the beauty of the March household (written as very pretty, plump and fair, with large eyes, plenty of soft, brown hair, a sweet mouth, and white hands, of which she is rather vain) and she is well-mannered. Meg LAUGHS LOUDLY AND A LOT, runs the household when her mother is absent. Meg also guards Amy from Jo when the two quarrel, just as Jo protects Beth. Meg is employed as a governess for the Kings, a wealthy local family (WHO RAISE HER AS A KING GIRL AFTER KIDNAPPING HER FROM THE RED LAKE INDIAN RESERVATION. Because of the genteel social standing of her family, Meg is allowed into society. However, after a few disappointing experiences (first, the Kings' eldest (AND ONLY) son is disinherited for bad behavior, (ROBBING COOL WHIP FROM THE LOCAL IGA AND RUNNING IT INTO SILVER LAKE) and later she visits her friend Annie Moffat (JILL) and discovers that her family believes Mrs. March is plotting to match her with Laurie (RON KING) only to gain his family's wealth), Meg learns that true worth does not lie with money. She falls in love with Mr. John Brooke, (LAWRENCE) Laurie's tutor(RON'S FELLOW CADET), whom she marries. Meg bears twin children, Margaret "Daisy" and John Brooke "Demi" (short for Demi-John: ERIC), and "Demi"(ERIC) and "Daisy(ALLISON)" live a happy life. BECAUSE IT WORKED SO WELL FOR HER, SHE ALSO STEALS TWO RESERVATION BABIES AND NAMES THEM KRISTEN AND KATHRYN. MARTHA JEAN SMITH (ALSO A DISTANT RELATIVE OF POCAHONTAS IT SEEMS)
Elizabeth "Beth" March AKA NOT ME!
Beth is described as even-tempered and has always been very close to Jo. As her sisters begin to leave the nest, Beth wonders what will become of her, as all she wants is to remain at home with her parents. When Beth's health eventually begins a rapid decline, the entire family nurses her - especially Jo, who rarely leaves her side. Finally, the family began to realize that Beth will not live much longer. They separate a room for her, filled with all the things she loved best; her kittens, piano, father's books, Amy's sketches, her beloved dolls, and blehhhhh blehhhh (NO ONE I KNOW!)
In her last year, Beth is still trying to make it better for those who will be left behind. She is never idle, except in sleep. But soon, Beth puts down her sewing needle, saying that it grew "so heavy", never to pick it up again. In her final illness, she discusses the spiritual significance of her death to Jo. (NOT ME)
Amy March Laurence AKA PATRICIA N.M.N.
The youngest sister—age twelve when the story begins—Amy is interested in art. She is described by the author as a 'regular snow-maiden' with curly golden hair and blue eyes, 'pale and slender' and 'always carrying herself' like a very proper young lady. She is dissatisfied with the shape of her nose which she attempts to fix with a clothespin TO HER TONSIL WHICH GETS HER A FAST RIDE TO DR. SHER'S OFFICE. She is "cool, reserved and worldly" which sometimes causes her trouble. Often "petted" because she is the youngest, she can behave in a vain and spoiled way, and throws tantrums when she is unhappy. Her relationship with Jo is sometimes strained; the literary Jo particularly dislikes when Amy uses big words, mispronouncing them or using them incorrectly. Their most significant argument occurs when Jo will not allow Amy to accompany Jo and Laurie to the theater. In revenge, Amy finds Jo's unfinished novel and throws it all in the fireplace grate, (AND WATCHES MARTHA THROW HER SKORT DOWN THE OUTHOUSE HOLE), burning years of work AND MAKING DAD RETRIEVE IT WITH A FISHING POLE. When Jo discovers this, she boxes Amy's ears and tells her, "I'll never forgive you! Never!" Amy's attempt to apologize to Jo are unsuccessful. When Laurie and Jo go skating, Amy tags along after them, but she arrives at the lake too late to hear Laurie's warning about rotten ice. Under Jo's horrified stare, Amy falls through the ice, and is rescued by Laurie's prompt intervention. Realizing she might have lost her sister, Jo's anger dissolves and the two become more close. When Beth is ill with scarlet fever, Amy is sent to stay with Aunt (BETTY) March as a safety precaution. Aunt BETTY March grows fond of her, as Amy's natural grace and docility are more to her taste. Amy is invited to accompany Uncle VINCE and Aunt BETTY and cousin EDYTH on a European trip (TO ARIZONA BUT ECZEMA MARTHA GOES INSTEAD). Although she enjoys travelling, after seeing the works of artists such as Michelangelo and Raphael, Amy gives up her art, because she believes herself to be lacking in talent. In Europe, Amy meets up with Laurie(RICHARD), and shortly after Beth dies, they marry. Later, Amy gives birth to daughter Elizabeth (Beth or Bess). BEFORE "ELIZABETH/AMY" ARRIVED SHE SHARED HER HOME WITH RICHARD, EMILY,SARAH. SEVERAL CANINES AND FINALLY RICKY. PATRICIA
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Road Trip to Wausau not Warsaw
And the girl on the upper right is going to have a birthday on Turkey Day so Ron has agreed to a road trip today to shop at Wausau for present(s) and lunch! I have to find something for Grr and Josh for Christmas too, cuz the Army has cancelled all leave and she has had quite an emotional last week. (Josh Too!) If I could hold her and tell her everything will be alright I would. (I believe in the second part of the sentence.)
Ron was heared to say last week, "I have spent my life learning to deal with cancer, equipping people with answers and the best outcomes possible and I cannot have all the answers for cardiomyopathy and Hasimotos. (Boy, did he deserve a night out!)
Yesterday's mail brought in my new medtronic bedside monitor. I am truly now able to beam up my heart to the wireless mission control center in Siberia per "Peggy." It is designed to suspend further travels to St. Joseph's "Health and Spa." It is a little strange to hear your heart function go over the fax machine with a series of "bleeps-blinks and squelches." I introduced it to Ron...we both laughed.
Ron went out with the boys last night. He almost missed his chauffeured ride. My mom used to always say, "Ron will be late to his own funeral." Actually mom said both Ron and I would be late to our own funerals. I am planning on it! Punctuality is not my long-suit. Ron got home early enuf to get popcorn and another Manhattan. He was asleep after finishing the first...not the second. he slept this morn until TEN!
Today is the first day of the Wisconsin deer season and I am happy to report Ron doesn't partake. We live in the woods and I was awoken at daybreak today to rifles sounding in the back forty. Riley didn't get a walk and Yo Yo ran out and in really fast. Of course I wore a red shirt and was quick as a crouching coyote. Getting shot in your own front yard is not a great way to start the weekend. Coffee and Blogging is better!
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
There is no Place Like Home!
As Meg's would like to hear: I am pleased to write: "The chicken is back in the coop!"
Of last week's time, the nocs spent at St. Joseph's "Health Club and Spa." is best put behind this chic.
I am very happy to report I have reconnected with everyone which means everything,...will never be able to express the gratitude to friends and family for all their well wishes as I have been a lot anxious and a little not a lot cooperative. Happily the ones who were sending me all their best were not the canines...It feels real good to be without my Zoll "fashion" accessories. I am tempted at this time to spend money on things foolish and extravagant but the truth is I am not goin' to ...I only want to say, "You know who you are and you are so so so appreciated by yours truly. There is no place like home!"
(And naming the grandchildren after me isn't necessary.)
Of last week's time, the nocs spent at St. Joseph's "Health Club and Spa." is best put behind this chic.
I am very happy to report I have reconnected with everyone which means everything,...will never be able to express the gratitude to friends and family for all their well wishes as I have been a lot anxious and a little not a lot cooperative. Happily the ones who were sending me all their best were not the canines...It feels real good to be without my Zoll "fashion" accessories. I am tempted at this time to spend money on things foolish and extravagant but the truth is I am not goin' to ...I only want to say, "You know who you are and you are so so so appreciated by yours truly. There is no place like home!"
(And naming the grandchildren after me isn't necessary.)
Monday, November 7, 2011
To You... TOO
I dedicate Michael's art work to Meg, Grrrr, Annelise and even Jacqueline.
!COOL!
I didn't know I loved BIKERS
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Grab Your KLEENEX
Dedicated to My Kiddos...all seven of them! (CLICK)
(Told You to...Get your Kleenex)
I confess: I have changed my radio station from the 4-40's to "The Bridge" and hence I am getting better acquainted with Dan Fogelberg, Linda Ronstadt, and Rod Stewart. The above was actually playing as we drove home last night and I acted just like the audience. Probaly because I only had two martinis and was awake to later see the Cardinals take the Pennant! Had To Call Martha "Hello"!
Last night Ron and I went out to date night dinner again and it was another amazing "mouth explosion." We went to Plover and visited with Christain and his wait staff. I had a squash soup while RJ devoured a beet salad. I had salmon with root vegetables...No rutabagas either....RJ had cornbread catfish with jambalaya. Definitely not things in my limited pantry. Living in Biloxi for six years had it's southern refinements. Living with Ron for 36 years, also has its not just southern refinements; for that matter.
It is Halloween Party Day and Ron's is going as a Harley Davidson Biker Zombie complete with tattoos and a bullet hole between his eyes. (Footage at next blogging.)
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Capital Ideas
MY GUYS GO BIRDING.
In Wisconsin's Capital,... 'My Man' is meeting with a few of Wisconsin's fellow colleagues. Room service breakfast got a sausage for Yo-Yo who is NOW snoring under the covers. Capital Idea!
Dinner, upon arrival; found us looking at the capital dome while drinking at a downtown eatery called "Ocean Grill." Mother Mary was my inspiration. She loved her 'three martini lunches' at Duluth's PickWick....Well I know I am 'cut from the same cloth'! Ron was driving so he passed me most of his third Grey Goose! Capital Idea!
We started with hard cheeses which are always a compliment to vodka, added a dozen raw oysters; 6 from the east coast and six from the west; sampled a caesar with anchovies (which one of us cannot have anymore), then (spotted cow) beer cheese soup...wait it continues.... large lump meat crab cake, we added seared scallops & very lightly crisp-coated calamari. Total bill $120.00. Capital Idea!
Had to get out of "Into the Woods." My 'Irish twin' sister recently saw Ma Ma Mia. I admit I am jealous. I have seen this show six times. I admit am a bit of a 'groupie" when it comes to ABBA. We are headed to Greg and Annelise's Chicago. Capital Idea!
Got all the repairs done after the lightning strike took out the furnace, alarm system and dog fence at Bear Island. As the December skies will soon turn to snow this couldn't happen soon enough. I am super relieved to again be able to make a phone call and regulate the temperature. Capital Idea!
Gregory has been happily working now for three weeks, Michael for six weeks, Gretchen actually wrote a truancy incident report last week and it wasn't about her sister. Meg starts her university teaching this week. (Kirschling kids remain so funny.) Meg jokes she is now a single provider; two income family! Capital Idea!
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Indian Summer
The colors are spectacular. . .So are My Kids. Spectacular.
The German Girls and Josh are heading to Ireland this weekend. It is Grr's BD on Monday (27th) and as it is also Columbus Day so she has a Birthday with pay without work. Have to love the government. The birthday girl also got an iPad so perhaps we will get film of the Irish countryside. I can hope for as much. Gretchen and Josh sound good. In fact I think there were getting in shape by tipping the Jameson with guacamole. I am pretty sure there are no avocados in Carey Town.
Meg sounds even better. Seems she is seeing the world through the eyes of her friends four year old named Caden. Caden told the group when he grows up he knows what he wants to be. "A Teenager." And Caden told Meg he is smart and knows why they have all those wind powered windmills on the hills in Germany. It is "because the cows stand in the sun all day and need to be cooled." Meg didn't know this! Me either. Caden is brilliant. Who Knew?
I am hopeful Michael will come home this weekend. He is enjoying his new job including a trip to Atlanta last week. Personally I wanted to write Atlantis but Mich's meeting was in Georgia.
(Dad needs to go golfing, play Blackjack and shoot some defenseless pheasants so Michael better get here.)
And Greg called this week with the best job report ever. He has been three weeks with the Chicago VA. He found an 81 year old homeless Korean Veteran the first home he has had in over ten years. Greg got him furnished with a twin bed, kitchen table and a truckload of furniture and this guy was ecstatic, elated...grateful. Greg was so excited to make a difference in someone's life and I could hear it in Greg's voice. My kids sound very extra special. BIG bias here.
And sometimes you need to have people to splash ideas off. Such happened to me this morn. A good friend called and told me it was okay if Ron was a little stuck. I have been pressing for MyMan to be able to discuss "us" and he has been conflicted and unable to respond. So there is another day to wait. As mother Mary would always say to me, "Get off his back, Barbara!" Moms never die when yours was so direct and didn't mince words. Someone was "cut from the same cloth."
Well this writing today was more of a personal Kirschling Update Diary Edition and it is because I am starting to think Halloween costumes and Thanksgiving plans with Christmas letters and can't seem to get there just yet. Good news is my windows are washed and my house is clean. Thanks Ron! Spectacular.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
My Life Has Taken a Turn for the Better...I feel Grand!
Need a change then just stick around me!
In the last month I have managed to scare everyone around me back home..find out how amazing RJ is and kindle friendships which I thought I didn't need anymore. ("Thanxs!")
As I do not intend to spring the details on the undeserving let me just say...The housekeeper started yesterday and returned today. It (the house) flunked being able to be cleaned in less than two days. I got a BIG FAT "F". Flunked...Today; by quitting time, my house will look amazing!
I am feeling grand.
Meg got home TOO,so I had the entire KIRSCHLING kiddo clan to boss around. I took full advantage of my power too. For the first time ever all the beds were stripped, washed and remade by the offspring. I even got the driveway trimmed back by the clan.
Of course none of us will let Gretchen forget, "I don't do trees."
So Grrr, Josh and Meg are back in Germany, Greg is back in Chicago, (Annelise even returned to him from "amazing-life-changing" India). Michael started a new "happy" job two weeks ago Monday and Greg has potential with a rumored hiring at the Chicago VA. (Don't want to jinx this 'opp' so I will say nothing.)
I am feeling grand.
I mentioned the amazing man. He had three weeks home and even learned which appliance was the washer and which was the dryer. Quick study he got all A's. He did manage to stuff a ream of paper in the printer rendering it useless. He is back to normal and to work.
(I called ordered a new printer!)
We are eating out a lot! No sense burning the house down now that it is clean.
Yesterday was a big day for yours truly. I drove. Hadn't been venturing out much before then. Got all the way to Plover, WI...haircut, and even managed a meeting for dinner. BIG deal you say? "Yes."
I am feeling grand!
The Labor Day Weekend found us here. I released Ron from a drive to Duluth which I was thanked for. We jus' decompressed and visited. Of course this involved other people. I am not trying to make you believe we finish each others' sentences. He watched enough football to beg a movie from me. I was reported to be napping a lot. Yo Yo needed the R & R too.
I feel grand!
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
"The Chicken is "Out" of the Coop"
6/28/2011
Ma and Pa,
Checking in to see how Dad is doing??? Were you able to make it to work yesterday. I know you have the best nurse EVER so that makes me hopeful a nice speedy recovery!:) Please update me if you guys have time.
Josh and I have been thinking and praying for you!:)
Love ya,
MEE
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6/28/2011
Ma and Pa,
THANK YOU FOR THE CALL!!! I could hear you perfectly and so I just wanted to let you know that I REALLY appreciated hearing from you guys. I have been worried and have decided it is best that I never have children because I care a little too much sometimes:) Hope you guys have a GREAT day today! Love you both lots!
Love,
MEEE:)
Meg's wanted me to eMail everyone when all was well with the code word, "The Chicken is Back In The COOP." All is fine here except for our attendance at evening baseball games. I am eager to report mYmAN is almost 75%.
As a picture is worth a thousand words...This was Friday. . .
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AND THIS WILL BE THIS July 1st 2011...NEXT FRIDAY
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Now as to the point of the grandchildren (as Gretchen alluded to above)...
There is a lot of spare room on this boat.
Many years ago I took a picture of ten grandchildren (cousins at the cabin) on a dock in Round Lake, Minnesota and cut out all of us and pasted us on a pontoon boat ad and gave this to Regis and Darby as a gentle hint of "What Could Be."
They got so mad I went without dinner..
"Darby, She ruined a perfectly good picture! I never did like her cuz she's so Bossy! Get my pretzel hat and wedges...she's goin to church in Big Fork." (another boring and abusive story)
So I got the pontoon boat. . an empty boat. . . I even have infant life jackets. I'm Ready.
As for my grandparents. . .They never got it. They had favorites. They loved Jimmy and Mary Ellen. They hated Georgie.
Grandma let us tie George to the telephone post and stuff grass in his mouth. George never went to the cabin overnight again. As punishment the rest of us spent all our summers at the lake in bed at 6pm. Grandpa had the curcuit breaker box in the main cabin and he turn the lights out.
Only once did grandma get overwhelmed and grandpa drove to the phone on the other side of the lake at Round Lake Resort and Cabins, and my dad came up and took us all home including Peggy and Jeanne.
Gretchen your great grandparents on your mother's side were the parents of Grandma Mary and Betty. They were quite mean & didn't love equally and I am proud to say, "Your grandparents broke the mold!"
Never fear you can care too much cuz the "Care Bucket" is bottomless
Ma and Pa,
Checking in to see how Dad is doing??? Were you able to make it to work yesterday. I know you have the best nurse EVER so that makes me hopeful a nice speedy recovery!:) Please update me if you guys have time.
Josh and I have been thinking and praying for you!:)
Love ya,
MEE
6/28/2011
Ma and Pa,
THANK YOU FOR THE CALL!!! I could hear you perfectly and so I just wanted to let you know that I REALLY appreciated hearing from you guys. I have been worried and have decided it is best that I never have children because I care a little too much sometimes:) Hope you guys have a GREAT day today! Love you both lots!
Love,
MEEE:)
Meg's wanted me to eMail everyone when all was well with the code word, "The Chicken is Back In The COOP." All is fine here except for our attendance at evening baseball games. I am eager to report mYmAN is almost 75%.
As a picture is worth a thousand words...This was Friday. . .
There is a lot of spare room on this boat.
Many years ago I took a picture of ten grandchildren (cousins at the cabin) on a dock in Round Lake, Minnesota and cut out all of us and pasted us on a pontoon boat ad and gave this to Regis and Darby as a gentle hint of "What Could Be."
They got so mad I went without dinner..
"Darby, She ruined a perfectly good picture! I never did like her cuz she's so Bossy! Get my pretzel hat and wedges...she's goin to church in Big Fork." (another boring and abusive story)
So I got the pontoon boat. . an empty boat. . . I even have infant life jackets. I'm Ready.
As for my grandparents. . .They never got it. They had favorites. They loved Jimmy and Mary Ellen. They hated Georgie.
Grandma let us tie George to the telephone post and stuff grass in his mouth. George never went to the cabin overnight again. As punishment the rest of us spent all our summers at the lake in bed at 6pm. Grandpa had the curcuit breaker box in the main cabin and he turn the lights out.
Only once did grandma get overwhelmed and grandpa drove to the phone on the other side of the lake at Round Lake Resort and Cabins, and my dad came up and took us all home including Peggy and Jeanne.
Gretchen your great grandparents on your mother's side were the parents of Grandma Mary and Betty. They were quite mean & didn't love equally and I am proud to say, "Your grandparents broke the mold!"
Never fear you can care too much cuz the "Care Bucket" is bottomless
Friday, June 17, 2011
JOSH IS HOME!
His parents totally surprised him...But they are still living at Meg's cuz I think Gretchen is naked!
HE'S HOME HE'S HOME HE'S HOME HE'S HOME!
My closet went2ground AGAIN last night and I don't care...Josh is home!
HE'S HOME HE'S HOME HE'S HOME HE'S HOME!
My closet went2ground AGAIN last night and I don't care...Josh is home!
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Stop the Presses!
I have fifteen different projects going and no pressure to finish any of them so I am taking a "TimeOut" to smell the rain soaked flowers. I spoke with Megster today who made me LOL like I haven't done since seeing "Bridesmaids" with Annelise, Greg and MyMan three weeks ago in Chicago. It was actually embarrassing cuz RJ LOL'd more than the entire movie theater. Spent all his laughing coupons on this evening which says a lot for my guilt in dragging him to what most would call a "Chics' Flick."
So Bart, our baseball player; (RapidsRafters.com) arrived on the same day our master closet caved in. Totally came off the wall so badly you couldn't open the door and could almost access the closet from the room next door. Ron whispers, "Did you see the closet?" and I figured a dog was responsible for a "Been Home Alone Too Long Episode," and instead I was to observe "MAYHEM" and be heard to respond, "Just close the door...I'll worry about it tomorrow." And I got the walls back and attached to the shelves but:
1.) I have no clothes left cuz I did the "Haven't worn goin' to GoodWill Rule" and
2.) Get the bureaus done while the sun shines. (It's raining so here I sit a "Blogging Babs")
My interior decorating is done but there are always those finishing touches as in shelves and paint touch-ups. My upholstery fabric is on the red bed. Ron will never know how much seven yards of "strips and ribbon candy" cost cuz he said,"You are REplacing the brown?" I am hoping I have enough left over to do doggie beds and couch pillows. Then the ottoman which is still in the bathroom...Perhaps curtains too! Where is the miracle of the "Loaves and Fishes" when you need to multiple? If I put a fabric remnant in the soil could it possibly "Seed"?
Drove to Eau Claire on Tuesday to help Mike out with HIS car details. Minor details which only I could find the time and appointments to orchestrate here in town. I ended up getting there an hour late to a rather impatient, immediate gratification kinda kid so I put the lad in his place. "Hold that thought Mister.. Did I ever tell you you where due on the NINTH and your birthday is on the SEVENTEENTH!!!. Talk to me about "waiting" after you've waited EIGHT DAYS for me to show up! (PLAYING THE LOL FORWARD.)
Ending his deployment...Joshua is in the sky today flying home to Germany and to Gretchen. He will have another surprise too. Or let me say Meg has been hosting the other "Surprise." Meg went into such humor about her sister and her sister's "Homecoming Plans" which essentially translate into " Meg could you do everything I ask of you so I can be 110% committed to making sure Josh isn't stressed."
I am pretty sure being out from under "incoming rockets" and lifting a bottle of Jameson will pretty much be all the "stress release" Josh needs. But no: Until yesterday Meg didn't know she had to loan her car to Gretch cuz apparently the engine light being on for a year is a problem, buy and get the 'Welcome Wagon Package" to the Unit Commander (UC). . .she was pretty sure she didn't have a UC as she is civilian chiropractic DOD, and "Host" the Welcome Home Attendees too...after she cleaned her hosting house as any self respecting King girl descendant would.
I pointed out to Meg she is my "Giver Child" and Gretch is my "Taker Child."
She said she preferred to think the two younger Kirschling children were simply "Missing a Chip."
(God, but she makes my day! Major jump to the top in the Kiddo Ratings today! No longer #3)
And this Sunday is Father's Day. We spent last Sunday wondering why the phone wasn't ringing. Mike straightened me out and told me not to call the other sibs. From Eau Claire via his phone Mike ordered Dad's new Garmin Forerunner 405 and UPS just delivered it! Not only can he walk Riley every morning but he can heart rate monitor the dog or even himself. Pretty Amazing Stuff.
There is no fear RJ will ever learn of this gift unless you tell him cuz he refuses to read "Blogging Babs" ever since I blog about him Irreverently...
When did that ever happen? NOT
1.) I have no clothes left cuz I did the "Haven't worn goin' to GoodWill Rule" and
2.) Get the bureaus done while the sun shines. (It's raining so here I sit a "Blogging Babs")
My interior decorating is done but there are always those finishing touches as in shelves and paint touch-ups. My upholstery fabric is on the red bed. Ron will never know how much seven yards of "strips and ribbon candy" cost cuz he said,"You are REplacing the brown?" I am hoping I have enough left over to do doggie beds and couch pillows. Then the ottoman which is still in the bathroom...Perhaps curtains too! Where is the miracle of the "Loaves and Fishes" when you need to multiple? If I put a fabric remnant in the soil could it possibly "Seed"?
Drove to Eau Claire on Tuesday to help Mike out with HIS car details. Minor details which only I could find the time and appointments to orchestrate here in town. I ended up getting there an hour late to a rather impatient, immediate gratification kinda kid so I put the lad in his place. "Hold that thought Mister.. Did I ever tell you you where due on the NINTH and your birthday is on the SEVENTEENTH!!!. Talk to me about "waiting" after you've waited EIGHT DAYS for me to show up! (PLAYING THE LOL FORWARD.)
Ending his deployment...Joshua is in the sky today flying home to Germany and to Gretchen. He will have another surprise too. Or let me say Meg has been hosting the other "Surprise." Meg went into such humor about her sister and her sister's "Homecoming Plans" which essentially translate into " Meg could you do everything I ask of you so I can be 110% committed to making sure Josh isn't stressed."
I am pretty sure being out from under "incoming rockets" and lifting a bottle of Jameson will pretty much be all the "stress release" Josh needs. But no: Until yesterday Meg didn't know she had to loan her car to Gretch cuz apparently the engine light being on for a year is a problem, buy and get the 'Welcome Wagon Package" to the Unit Commander (UC). . .she was pretty sure she didn't have a UC as she is civilian chiropractic DOD, and "Host" the Welcome Home Attendees too...after she cleaned her hosting house as any self respecting King girl descendant would.
I pointed out to Meg she is my "Giver Child" and Gretch is my "Taker Child."
She said she preferred to think the two younger Kirschling children were simply "Missing a Chip."
(God, but she makes my day! Major jump to the top in the Kiddo Ratings today! No longer #3)
And this Sunday is Father's Day. We spent last Sunday wondering why the phone wasn't ringing. Mike straightened me out and told me not to call the other sibs. From Eau Claire via his phone Mike ordered Dad's new Garmin Forerunner 405 and UPS just delivered it! Not only can he walk Riley every morning but he can heart rate monitor the dog or even himself. Pretty Amazing Stuff.
There is no fear RJ will ever learn of this gift unless you tell him cuz he refuses to read "Blogging Babs" ever since I blog about him Irreverently...
When did that ever happen? NOT
Friday, May 20, 2011
I Loaded Sixteen Tons
Never missed "Meaghan The Mover" so much. About three years ago she showed up just in time to stack three cords of split oak. To let history repeat itself she later that same year arrived in Wisconsin Rapids just in time to eat turkey, celebrate her birthday and do it again! Well let the chain be broken. Yesterday I had three cords of split oak delivered. It is all stacked! Four rows! Each five feet high. Do you know why each stack is only five feet high? Becuz wood can't fly!
My new best friend is Mr. TwoWheel Wheelbarrow. Argued with my man cuz he didn't see why such a "Cadillac" was necessary. Ron said, "It is over the top...all I need is a one wheeler." Oh, how wrong he was. Didn't tip once. My new best friend. I nicknamed it "Big Balls." Can you tell I am at the cabin and truly experiencing my real life version of "Castaway." Mr. Ron is canoeing the Ketico. I sent him with gel pocket warmers. Hope he remembers to use em. I had a dialog about my lack of desire to be cold, wet and in a canoe. I said, I don't think I could portage enuf "firewater"...My BFF replied, "Yah, and I don,think anyone has learned to dehydrate alcohol."... Love my creature comforts. Coffee, Lopi fireplace, and Baileys.
Only one store I like to shop at besides TJMAXX. When in Duluth must do a field trip. Best kept secret in Duluth is USA FOX+FURS. WWW.USAFOXX.COM
I needed a catalog. Got an invitation to someones "39th" with the P.S. "No Gifts Please." Perfect time to give the gift of..."Buy your own dam beaver coat."
So I get to chat with the owner and also get to go through all the coolers where they hang pelts. Everything ready to be tailored to your specs.(I reminded myself I was not there for me.) I found out a fox, beaver, mink, or even bobcat are sold by quality and priced accordingly each starting at about $35.00/pelt. To make a long story even longer I volunteered this born Duluthian moved five years ago to Wisconsin. Wayne, the owner; asks me if I had ever been to Wisconsin Rapids. Not Madison, not Milwaukee, not Green Bay, but Wisconsin Rapids (Population 18,634.)? Seems the nations number one premier Raccooneer lives in Rapids. (Cut to the case...) I called up Jack T.
My raccoons are going into "Witness Protection". Well I can't call it "Winter" Protection.
Ooh Contrare..contrare!
I have had six wryly raccoons live trapped and removed. I asked Jack if he wants them. As this is May they aren't harvestable till winter. Something about "shed in spring..dread in the winter" if you are a wryly raccoon. Mr.'T' has land and I have live raccoons. 'I just love it when a plan comes together!' And Jack also "Picks Up and Delivers."
In 1971 Ron and Jack graduated from Assumption.
My new best friend is Mr. TwoWheel Wheelbarrow. Argued with my man cuz he didn't see why such a "Cadillac" was necessary. Ron said, "It is over the top...all I need is a one wheeler." Oh, how wrong he was. Didn't tip once. My new best friend. I nicknamed it "Big Balls." Can you tell I am at the cabin and truly experiencing my real life version of "Castaway." Mr. Ron is canoeing the Ketico. I sent him with gel pocket warmers. Hope he remembers to use em. I had a dialog about my lack of desire to be cold, wet and in a canoe. I said, I don't think I could portage enuf "firewater"...My BFF replied, "Yah, and I don,think anyone has learned to dehydrate alcohol."... Love my creature comforts. Coffee, Lopi fireplace, and Baileys.
Only one store I like to shop at besides TJMAXX. When in Duluth must do a field trip. Best kept secret in Duluth is USA FOX+FURS. WWW.USAFOXX.COM
I needed a catalog. Got an invitation to someones "39th" with the P.S. "No Gifts Please." Perfect time to give the gift of..."Buy your own dam beaver coat."
So I get to chat with the owner and also get to go through all the coolers where they hang pelts. Everything ready to be tailored to your specs.(I reminded myself I was not there for me.) I found out a fox, beaver, mink, or even bobcat are sold by quality and priced accordingly each starting at about $35.00/pelt. To make a long story even longer I volunteered this born Duluthian moved five years ago to Wisconsin. Wayne, the owner; asks me if I had ever been to Wisconsin Rapids. Not Madison, not Milwaukee, not Green Bay, but Wisconsin Rapids (Population 18,634.)? Seems the nations number one premier Raccooneer lives in Rapids. (Cut to the case...) I called up Jack T.
My raccoons are going into "Witness Protection". Well I can't call it "Winter" Protection.
Ooh Contrare..contrare!
I have had six wryly raccoons live trapped and removed. I asked Jack if he wants them. As this is May they aren't harvestable till winter. Something about "shed in spring..dread in the winter" if you are a wryly raccoon. Mr.'T' has land and I have live raccoons. 'I just love it when a plan comes together!' And Jack also "Picks Up and Delivers."
In 1971 Ron and Jack graduated from Assumption.
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Indigo Bunting
Today I awoke to (look above) this! I broke in to song! Now the dogs not only know I am "nuts" but so does Mr. Ron. (I am off to do breakfast ...an attempt at redemption)
It isn't Glee...It's better...'click here'
I am impressed with a package I got in the mail yesterday. This was my first from Germany. This was from the girls and it had...Well I think I'll post another pic.....
It is the three jeweled birds right and left which the girls sent from Germany for me. I am told they are hand made. I happen to know the "hand made" part wasn't something my offspring did. But this was so sweet and I had spent the day removing stairway carpeting with my bare hands. Toughest job in all of the land. I swear carpet installers get paid by the tack strip and the amount of metal spikes they can get in to each tread.
I am off the pull more carpet today and get Gretchen's room back to "unremodeled." But I just saw a
Baltimore Oriole...They make their nest in hanging baskets if you remember your first grade teacher. I do. Her name was Mrs Kanerva Anderson. She got all five of the King kids I think. She should be Canonized!
I remember mom telling Martha to please not talk about their "cocktail parties" at "Show N Tell". Mrs. Anderson would say, "Barbara does that chair have your name on it? I would look. She was always "right...it didn't and I moved on to an empty one for "reading circle".
I got my first "I" from Mrs. Anderson. She wrote, "Barbara is unsure of her phonics."
It was devastating. All "S's" and one bigger than life "I" for "Improvement" needed. Those "I's of life stay with you for a lifetime...
What is it Deb says...."Well, you can't fix stupid."
Post Script..After the Oriole hit the window and did survive.. I install "Stealth" Bat Wings. Now I only attract small beaded birds from Germany.
Post Post Script. . . and raccoon hair on the feeders too. Equal Opportunity Bon Appetite!
Post Post Post Script: Got the bedroom done and Gretchen said, "I can't wait to sleep in my bed this summer." And there is a rumor Josh will be home (in Germany) by my and Ron's 36th Wedding Anniversary. Best gift ever! Meg's is also loving her new computer...Best gift ever 2!
I remember mom telling Martha to please not talk about their "cocktail parties" at "Show N Tell". Mrs. Anderson would say, "Barbara does that chair have your name on it? I would look. She was always "right...it didn't and I moved on to an empty one for "reading circle".
I got my first "I" from Mrs. Anderson. She wrote, "Barbara is unsure of her phonics."
It was devastating. All "S's" and one bigger than life "I" for "Improvement" needed. Those "I's of life stay with you for a lifetime...
What is it Deb says...."Well, you can't fix stupid."
Post Post Script. . . and raccoon hair on the feeders too. Equal Opportunity Bon Appetite!
Post Post Post Script: Got the bedroom done and Gretchen said, "I can't wait to sleep in my bed this summer." And there is a rumor Josh will be home (in Germany) by my and Ron's 36th Wedding Anniversary. Best gift ever! Meg's is also loving her new computer...Best gift ever 2!
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Sweet Cheeks
You Have MY Heart
Everyone needs a little singing and dancing now and again and leave it to me to deliver. If singin' in the Rain didn't grab you then perhaps this will or will not.
Forget You
And I am 'Blogging In" today to tell you and PETA the raccoons are all alive and thrivin on sunflower seeds and peanuts...and..
My advice is never clean your kitchen cupboard.
I have spent hours...literally hours just trying to find things. I made the mistake of asking Ron to help me but the score was tied with only four minutes left in the televised basketball game. This gave me another thirty minutes to locate the cheesecake pan. I was so sure cleaning the pantry was a task in need of "DO diligence" and the results have been a lot of time spent frustrated and second guessing myself as to if I kept the parchment paper or threw it away? I have organized my last pantry. I have no more time for such foolishness. I have created Chapter 2 "Senile Pantry Moments" in my never to be published "F____ THE GOLDEN YEARS...Chapter One "Life's A Trap."
(Actually that book was Mother Mary's joke. Mom always spoke about a plan to pen such a book. Makes me laugh just remembering.)
So besides not being able to find anything I did cut a hole in the deck this week and put in a hinged door to end the ladder climb when the curcuit breaks itself. May sound pretty useless to the masses but I am married to Mr. Can't Fix-It and Mr. Don't Want To: Affair with two men...and never the two shall meet! I am so naughty!
Hanging...
A Mother's Day meltdown For Josh And Grr
Everyone needs a little singing and dancing now and again and leave it to me to deliver. If singin' in the Rain didn't grab you then perhaps this will or will not.
Forget You
And I am 'Blogging In" today to tell you and PETA the raccoons are all alive and thrivin on sunflower seeds and peanuts...and..
My advice is never clean your kitchen cupboard.
I have spent hours...literally hours just trying to find things. I made the mistake of asking Ron to help me but the score was tied with only four minutes left in the televised basketball game. This gave me another thirty minutes to locate the cheesecake pan. I was so sure cleaning the pantry was a task in need of "DO diligence" and the results have been a lot of time spent frustrated and second guessing myself as to if I kept the parchment paper or threw it away? I have organized my last pantry. I have no more time for such foolishness. I have created Chapter 2 "Senile Pantry Moments" in my never to be published "F____ THE GOLDEN YEARS...Chapter One "Life's A Trap."
(Actually that book was Mother Mary's joke. Mom always spoke about a plan to pen such a book. Makes me laugh just remembering.)
So besides not being able to find anything I did cut a hole in the deck this week and put in a hinged door to end the ladder climb when the curcuit breaks itself. May sound pretty useless to the masses but I am married to Mr. Can't Fix-It and Mr. Don't Want To: Affair with two men...and never the two shall meet! I am so naughty!
Hanging...
A Mother's Day meltdown For Josh And Grr
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
It is Easter Week..LUCKY too
(You should Click On all the LUCKY(s) in this Blogg...or miss the amazin musical!)
LUCKY
(Posted this one for the Josh and the Grrrr)
So I spent "nano brain tyme" last week and emailed all my sig Offspring's utubes about laughing, singin, an dancin; and not one of them responded. I went from gLee to Fleetwood Mac to Les Mis.
I conclude my children are brain-dead! I amazed myself with my techno capabilities and no one else!
They took it in stride and all I heard was,
"Way to go Ma Ma K you wrote on my Face Book wall...Welcome to 2011."
Didn't know I had written on any one's wall as I have spent my life sans graffiti, i.e., not writing on walls.
So above I posted my favorite uTube in an attempt to elicited a response from any other S.Offspring which translates into , "It is not too late!" (Don't worry: I am not holding out hope.)
Took all fricken day yesterday and I was LATE driving 'the Tundra to dinner' but I can brag I have the cleanest pantry in all of the upper Midwest. I even DYMO taped some labels in hot pink on red shelves. It falls just short of the Dewey decimal system. (Being late for the party was a small price to pay.) Today I am on to the Samsung...i.e., Ice Box!
Life isn't without problems. The wiley raccoons are 'graveyard shifters' to my deck. I have
1. A .22 caliber rifle with a clip which neither I nor 'Daniel Boone' can seem to pull the trigger of @ 2 a.m.
2. A pellet firing crosman CO2 handgun which is quiet . . .also useless.
3. Two wire traps baited with maple candy which are being ignored this Easter week by all of the forest
creatures. AND
4. My latest addition to the arsenal. . . a 25 foot water shooting soaker filled with vinegar H2O which came
with a warning to avoid the eyes and face of your target.
(This warning would have to be ignored if the real Daniel Boone were here! He IS Not Here.)
The scene starts with a low growl from 70 pound Riley The Wonderdog after midnight but before 2 a.m.; which gets her banished to the closet by me cuz I fear for her getting 'shot in the paw.' Weeks have turned to months, Riley pretty much knows the drill by now...she seems relieved. I am thinking she is afraid of anything bigger than a flyin' squirrel. She knows there are no raccoons in the closet and the danger is her master with a water pistol. Riley doesn't know it is a water gun..it could be an AK-47 in her dog brain.
It is just that in 'Daniel Boone's' brain!
Let the antics begin!
Ron is on his feet.. . turns on the deck illuminating bathroom lite and then the bedroom light in order to get fully dressed in combat fatigues which don't exist all in order to open the patio door and shoot the water gun. The dog won't even peek out of the closet which is now been left open by my Great White Hunter looking for war clothes in camo.)
I whisper, "What are you doing?"
And he blasts back, "I AM NOT GOING ON THE DECK IN MY UNDERWEAR!"
By the end of the light show, closet dance and yelling the varmits are safely in the next county. We are now PETA conservationists by nite; living in the woods saving not only candy, ammo but also vinegar and water... of course raccoons!
(You can't make this crap up..if raccoons had a sense of humor they would die laughing. Keep in mind we live in the woods. Modesty is not wasted on the forest animals in broad daylight.
I can only rationalize: Rules change when it is Daniel Boone you are sleeping with.
The raccoons are safe.. I have thought of killing Daniel Boone but he still provides ALL my farder of laughter...he gives me money.
Over coffee I told him he absolutely flunked "Stalking School 101.". . .
"Do not to give up your day job!"
After I clean the icebox I am shrink wrapping the house. I am one LUCKY girl to be in love with My Best Friend..."So Frickin Charmin"
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Where does the Week Go!???
Winter on the Patio...Should have not moved the furniture up just yet. (Major Bad Karma!)
Super Cute
And ... Well the floor is clean!
And then I installed some glass shelves and headed out to finding some ceramic birds ...(as pictured in the opening.) Need a little "flare " around here. I am on a mission to decorate the halls of Haferman.
And this morning my S.O. got on the vacuum and we played the "dusting and cleaning crew of the first floor,' and a lot was done in no time at all. I remain the "Dancing Queen"...Ron is an amazing 'vacuum king'...An' not good with light bulbs...he got a little grumpy so I made him adjust the hot tub chemicals then eat more cheesecake cuz I had made a Macadamian Nut (springlocked pan) one and it wasn't too disgusting. But we both admit we don't like macadamian nuts cooked in a cheesecake. I had never made a cheesecake before and tomorrow I may make another one. By this time next week I will weigh another 20 Cheesecake pounds.
And someone should tell those kids not to climb on chairs. This is my corner shelving project. It is only six inches high. Camera angle is deceptive!
Well it is still winter in Wisconsin which is evidenced by this patio shot taken today....But we did get a sauna in...Actually Ron got two in this weekend (I was creating cheesecake) so presently he is almost asleep. He is all excited about the UMD Bulldogs. (Between the downfall of Duke. . . March Madness, the AFA Hockey and soon the Frozen Four in St. Paul featuring his TiVo skills with a super programable remote control he remains ROBUST...)I am hoping next week brings warmth and more fine feathered friends. I have 50 pounds of sunflowers and 50 pounds of peanuts. I am ready for more birds!
Baked another cheesecake this morn without Mac Nuts except in the crust and made 5 dozen Chocolate Chip Cookies from a recipe which I got in Colorado (From Cookie) two weekends ago. They are not as good as Cookie's but I think the next batch will be better. I think I had a little much flour...(Blended steel cut oats and it was probably too heavy.)
Cookie's Chocolate Chip Cookies
1 cup butter
1 cup granulated sugar
1 cup brown sugar
2 eggs
1 tsp vanilla
2 cups flour\
2 1/2 cups blender oatmeal (which is oatmeal powered in a blender to fine powder)
1/2 tsp NaCl (salt)
1 tsp sodium bicarbonate (baking soda)
1 tsp baking powder
12 oz. chocolate chips
1-8 oz Hersey bar grate
1 1/2 cups chopped nuts (I used pecans)
Cream first five ingredients... Add next five...then fold-in last 3.
Roll into 1 inch balls and bake on parchment paper @ 375 for 6 minutes.
Bon Appetite
And Meg wrote she loves rural Ireland and Me. Well, I think the Ireland part is true.
Gretchen is "Home Alone Missing Joshua" and she is seeing all too much real and seroius concussion head injuries from Iraq and Afganistan. She actually had to turn off the last episode of the Bachelor's After the Final Rose Commentary cuz the girls she was watching it with all had husbands in the war and it just didn't work as recreational for them.
Greg got Annelise home from New York. (Or vise versa.) He thought 60 minutes was good last night and...
Michael saw all his HS Greyhound Homees this weekend in Minniehaha
He said he had the best Friday ever!!! He bought new golf balls and a putter (Ron bought the club) and I am told he got a new set of Cleveland Hybrids for 'thee olde man' last Friday at the MSP National Guard Armory Close out sale! Dad is officially hanging up his skis for The Links.
That's the scoop on the news from here. I haven't ever baked a cheesecake let alone two in two days. But
they "Freeze Well." The last cookies would have been Christmas 2003. Sad but I don't eat them either...except in Colorado I will admit.
As for birds, I saw a cardinal pair today and the Common Redpolls are back. Go figure cuz they are Canadian and usually winter here but I've not seen them til this weekend so they must be just passing thru on their return to Ontario or parts further north.
Well it is off to town for I am thinking I need to cook dinner too. Jus call me Julia!
Monday, March 28th 2011
Baked another cheesecake this morn without Mac Nuts except in the crust and made 5 dozen Chocolate Chip Cookies from a recipe which I got in Colorado (From Cookie) two weekends ago. They are not as good as Cookie's but I think the next batch will be better. I think I had a little much flour...(Blended steel cut oats and it was probably too heavy.)
Cookie's Chocolate Chip Cookies
1 cup butter
1 cup granulated sugar
1 cup brown sugar
2 eggs
1 tsp vanilla
2 cups flour\
2 1/2 cups blender oatmeal (which is oatmeal powered in a blender to fine powder)
1/2 tsp NaCl (salt)
1 tsp sodium bicarbonate (baking soda)
1 tsp baking powder
12 oz. chocolate chips
1-8 oz Hersey bar grate
1 1/2 cups chopped nuts (I used pecans)
Cream first five ingredients... Add next five...then fold-in last 3.
Roll into 1 inch balls and bake on parchment paper @ 375 for 6 minutes.
Bon Appetite
And Meg wrote she loves rural Ireland and Me. Well, I think the Ireland part is true.
Gretchen is "Home Alone Missing Joshua" and she is seeing all too much real and seroius concussion head injuries from Iraq and Afganistan. She actually had to turn off the last episode of the Bachelor's After the Final Rose Commentary cuz the girls she was watching it with all had husbands in the war and it just didn't work as recreational for them.
Greg got Annelise home from New York. (Or vise versa.) He thought 60 minutes was good last night and...
Michael saw all his HS Greyhound Homees this weekend in Minniehaha
He said he had the best Friday ever!!! He bought new golf balls and a putter (Ron bought the club) and I am told he got a new set of Cleveland Hybrids for 'thee olde man' last Friday at the MSP National Guard Armory Close out sale! Dad is officially hanging up his skis for The Links.
That's the scoop on the news from here. I haven't ever baked a cheesecake let alone two in two days. But
they "Freeze Well." The last cookies would have been Christmas 2003. Sad but I don't eat them either...except in Colorado I will admit.
As for birds, I saw a cardinal pair today and the Common Redpolls are back. Go figure cuz they are Canadian and usually winter here but I've not seen them til this weekend so they must be just passing thru on their return to Ontario or parts further north.
Well it is off to town for I am thinking I need to cook dinner too. Jus call me Julia!
Monday, March 14, 2011
Mike Got A Job
I am pleased to announce Michael is employed...The girls share my enthusiasm but no one is more excited than I...Michael included. He is happy of course...but not as happy as I. I am happiest!
So I want to "Blog" about our weekend in Colorado visiting family but I have petered the day away and have to get to those things which the first day back demand my attention. They are the essential things which can't wait like cookin and cleanin and buying a new hydraulic toilet seat! The one which Ron didn't know was broken. Must be a statement to his never sitting down...Ha Ha Ha
So I promise to add detail tomorrow about snowmobiling, some loved ones 'shooshing', snowing and traveling with grandpa. This chapter will come right after I install the new throne cover!
Have to drive to Plover... and watch the Bachelor tonight...Yes Grrr it is TiVo'd
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Thanks Sue for this email...LOL
When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were. When they were growing up; what with walking twenty-five miles to school every morning.... Uphill... Barefoot... BOTH ways. yadda, yadda, yadda
And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on my kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it!
But now that I'm over the ripe old age of forty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today. You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a damn Utopia!
And I hate to say it, but you kids today, you don't know how good you've got it!
1) I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have the Internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the library and look it up ourselves, in the card catalog and world book encyclopedias!!
2) There was no email!! We had to actually write somebody a letter - with a pen! Then you had to walk all the way across the street and put it in the mailbox, and it would take like a week to get there! Stamps were 10 cents!
3) Child Protective Services didn't care if our parents beat us. As a matter of fact, the parents of all my friends also had permission to kick our ass! Nowhere was safe!
4) There were no MP3's or Napsters or iTunes! If you wanted to steal music, you had to hitchhike to the record store and shoplift it yourself!
5) Or you had to wait around all day to tape it off the radio, and the DJ would usually talk over the beginning and screwing it all up! There were no CD players! We had tape decks in our car. We'd play our favorite tape and "eject" it when finished, and then the tape would come undone rendering it useless. Cause, hey, that's how we rolled, Baby! Dig?
How about the eight track tapes? Cha-dunk to change tracks
6) We didn't have fancy crap like Call Waiting! If you were on the phone and somebody else called, they got a busy signal, that's it. And you got in trouble for being on the phone too long, because someone got a busy signal!
7) There weren't any freakin' cell phones either. If you left the house, you just didn't make a damn call or receive one. You actually had to be out of touch with your "friends". OH MY GOSH !!! Think of the horror... not being in touch with someone 24/7!!! And then there's TEXTING. Yeah, right. Please! You kids have no idea how annoying you are.
8) And we didn't have fancy Caller ID either! When the phone rang, you had no idea who it was! It could be your school, your parents, your boss, your bookie, the collection agent... you just didn't know!!! You had to pick it up and take your chances, mister!
9) We didn't have any fancy PlayStation or Xbox video games with high-resolution 3-D graphics! We had the Atari 2600! With games like 'Space Invaders' and 'Asteroids'. Or before that there was only Pong! Your screen guy was a little square! You actually had to use your imagination!!! And there were no multiple levels or screens, it was just one screen... Forever! And you could never win. The game just kept getting harder and harder and faster and faster until you died! Just like LIFE!
10) You had to use a little book called a TV Guide to find out what was on! You were screwed when it came to channel surfing! You had to get off your butt and walk over to the TV to change the channel!!! NO REMOTES!!! Oh, no, what's the world coming to?!?!
11) There was no Cartoon Network either! You could only get cartoons on Saturday Morning. Do you hear what I'm saying? We had to wait ALL WEEK for cartoons, you spoiled little brats!
12) And we didn't have microwaves. If we wanted to heat something up, we had to use the stove! Imagine that!
13) And our parents told us to stay outside and play... all day long. Oh, no, no electronics to soothe and comfort. And if you came back inside... you were doing chores!
And car seats - oh, please! Mom threw you in the back seat and you hung on. If you were lucky, you got the "safety arm" across the chest at the last moment if she had to stop suddenly, and if your head hit the dashboard, well that was your fault for calling "shot gun" in the first place!
See! That's exactly what I'm talking about! You kids today have got it too easy. You're spoiled rotten! You guys wouldn't have lasted five minutes back in the 1970's or any time before!
And this isn't a Bab's original but a "Copied and Pasted" (cuz this is not the 1960's anymore) email recieved from Sue the Golf___! I hope you enjoyed the ride. If not call Sue.
And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on my kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it!
But now that I'm over the ripe old age of forty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today. You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a damn Utopia!
And I hate to say it, but you kids today, you don't know how good you've got it!
1) I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have the Internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the library and look it up ourselves, in the card catalog and world book encyclopedias!!
2) There was no email!! We had to actually write somebody a letter - with a pen! Then you had to walk all the way across the street and put it in the mailbox, and it would take like a week to get there! Stamps were 10 cents!
3) Child Protective Services didn't care if our parents beat us. As a matter of fact, the parents of all my friends also had permission to kick our ass! Nowhere was safe!
4) There were no MP3's or Napsters or iTunes! If you wanted to steal music, you had to hitchhike to the record store and shoplift it yourself!
5) Or you had to wait around all day to tape it off the radio, and the DJ would usually talk over the beginning and screwing it all up! There were no CD players! We had tape decks in our car. We'd play our favorite tape and "eject" it when finished, and then the tape would come undone rendering it useless. Cause, hey, that's how we rolled, Baby! Dig?
How about the eight track tapes? Cha-dunk to change tracks
6) We didn't have fancy crap like Call Waiting! If you were on the phone and somebody else called, they got a busy signal, that's it. And you got in trouble for being on the phone too long, because someone got a busy signal!
7) There weren't any freakin' cell phones either. If you left the house, you just didn't make a damn call or receive one. You actually had to be out of touch with your "friends". OH MY GOSH !!! Think of the horror... not being in touch with someone 24/7!!! And then there's TEXTING. Yeah, right. Please! You kids have no idea how annoying you are.
8) And we didn't have fancy Caller ID either! When the phone rang, you had no idea who it was! It could be your school, your parents, your boss, your bookie, the collection agent... you just didn't know!!! You had to pick it up and take your chances, mister!
9) We didn't have any fancy PlayStation or Xbox video games with high-resolution 3-D graphics! We had the Atari 2600! With games like 'Space Invaders' and 'Asteroids'. Or before that there was only Pong! Your screen guy was a little square! You actually had to use your imagination!!! And there were no multiple levels or screens, it was just one screen... Forever! And you could never win. The game just kept getting harder and harder and faster and faster until you died! Just like LIFE!
10) You had to use a little book called a TV Guide to find out what was on! You were screwed when it came to channel surfing! You had to get off your butt and walk over to the TV to change the channel!!! NO REMOTES!!! Oh, no, what's the world coming to?!?!
11) There was no Cartoon Network either! You could only get cartoons on Saturday Morning. Do you hear what I'm saying? We had to wait ALL WEEK for cartoons, you spoiled little brats!
12) And we didn't have microwaves. If we wanted to heat something up, we had to use the stove! Imagine that!
13) And our parents told us to stay outside and play... all day long. Oh, no, no electronics to soothe and comfort. And if you came back inside... you were doing chores!
And car seats - oh, please! Mom threw you in the back seat and you hung on. If you were lucky, you got the "safety arm" across the chest at the last moment if she had to stop suddenly, and if your head hit the dashboard, well that was your fault for calling "shot gun" in the first place!
See! That's exactly what I'm talking about! You kids today have got it too easy. You're spoiled rotten! You guys wouldn't have lasted five minutes back in the 1970's or any time before!
And this isn't a Bab's original but a "Copied and Pasted" (cuz this is not the 1960's anymore) email recieved from Sue the Golf___! I hope you enjoyed the ride. If not call Sue.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Tripster and Golfin' Widow
I made mention of a convertible Mustang which "in keeping with the theme" was as blue as the Pacific but I didn't get to the part about the date.
First, I can say this was Ron's Best Vacation Ever cuz he learned how to golf. He has always wanted to do this but never really kept score and I was along for the second nine on the first part of the week and The Plantation 18 Kaanapali Golf on the last part of the week and WOW. The first part of the week it was hard to watch. I mean Ron looked like it was painful. He wasn't (I can say this now) even attractive. Something CLICKED! Actually it was someone.
This person made Ron look attractive to me again while "swinging". . .Thanks Mr. Bill!!!
So I have concluded I will probably loose RJ this Spring to the "Links". He seems to now really enjoy golfing and although I don't quite get the "Thrill" I do believe he is at a point where "All Work and no Play" can end. So as long as he comes home every night he can get new clubs and a membership.
I guess the abundance of golf put Ron in a Date Day mood and on February 4th 2011 we lunched at
Mama's Fish House and headed for Hana City. Per the tour book which goes like this, "The Road To Hana-Maui's most scenic highway is called "The worlds most beautiful drive." This is a very long curvy road that demands many stops to enjoy the fabulous Hawaiian scenery. It takes all day to go both ways. Hana Highway is an adventure through tropical rain forests with the ocean on one side and thundering waterfalls, fragrant ginger and fruit laden guava trees on the other.
Now I soon realized I was in for the ride of my life...I don't do heights well. . . had already nix the helicopter ride and most of this road is one lane. Kept my elbow in the car or risked road rash from the cliff. The most posted road sign was "Watch for Falling Rocks." Remember I'm topless as in CONVERTIBLE!
There were 55 bridges and 600 hairpin turns. We did walk thru a rain forest, bought a kona wood tortoise and sunset barn photo...I wore a real moo-moo Blue Ginger Thank God: Ron got us off the road before dark!
Had a super Date Day and I was thinking pontooning this summer will be moo-moo fitted! This will surely scare the Minnesota natives!
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Wowie Maui
Maui Whales
Ended that chapter and added the one on 'The Migration of Humpback Whales.' Who knew December through April finds them in Maui. Didn't know either that they have few natural predators except humans and killer whales. 20% of Humpback whales have scares from surviving Orca attacks.
Started with a stop in Honolulu @ the Westin where we had an amazing seafood dinner at the Beachcomber and beat the crowds to Pearl Harbor the next morning. (6am style) Pearl Harbor was amazing. December 7th 1941 was the date. By the time the day was over we would realize the significance. We did the tour which was complete with transportation and the guide was a retired school teacher. We spent all day there visiting The USS Arizona, The BS Missouri, The USS Bowfin and took the "audio" which made the experience amazing, amazing, amazing.
Pearl Harbor
Flew on to Maui that eve, upgraded the car to a convertible which was all my doing (cuz RJ was a bit 'quiet') and headed for the other side of the island where we found Duke's and would soon be joined by our Host(s). Let the fun & libations Begin...
Calamari is nothing like the mainland. No rings, no deepfries, at Dukes they actually coat it lightly with "citrus crumbs" and it is greenish and tastes like nothing I had ever tried before and it is sliced open lengthwise....Delicious
Takes the squid part right out of the equation.
While in Maui the menus are fish fish everywhere yet I had to venture into "Filet with Butter Sauce" at Roy's and "The Lamb Shank" @ Lahaina Grill (Here is where gargonzola stuffed queen olives go well with Martini's!) (Mother Mary is still "Queen of the Lamb Shank" and "The Three Martini Lunch at
Duluth's Pickwick for that matter.)
Butterfish (Ron's favorite) is usually served whole and if you see "butterfish fillets." they are probably sablefish, also called black cod (which is not a cod at all, but a skilfish) or walu, a type of makeral in Fiji and other South pacific islands, also known as oil fish or escolar. At Roy's the term butterfish refers to a style of presentation rather than a specific species of fish. At Roy's they use sablefish or black cod marinated with miso to give the fish a rich buttery texture. (I just typed that for your learning excitement!) Also Meg's told dad once (actually at Roy's in Boston) Butterfish can be disasterous if not properly prepared. Follow up with the girl to learn how dangerous.
Maui menus are sea packed with Onaga ((long tailed red snapper or ruby snapper), Marlin (swordfish), Mahimahi (dolphin (no, not Flipper) and Ron did catch them when in Guam or dorado), Moi (Pacific Threadfin), Ono (wahoo, which Michael caught in the Bahamas: tigerfish, or ocean barracuda and in the Bahama's baracuda isn't eaten), Opah (moonfish), Opakapaka (pink snapper or crimson jobfish), Pacific Salmon (king, sockeye, pink, chum), Swordfish (shutome or broadbill), Tuna (which Ron once caught a yellow fin), Uka (gray snapper or jobfish), Ulua ( jackfish, papio, or giant trevally). and then the seafoods as clams, mussels, lobster, shrimp, calamari and/or squid. Hawaiins don't eat shark as it is believed to "Bring Bad Luck."
Longhis qualified for two evenings...but then Lainia's was a two hour wait. Eating well is defined on the islands. As result of the Whole Artichoke Appetizer I now know how to take the "Choke" out of an artichoke and that "Most great chef's agree wine with artichokes changes the taste of the wine" Julia Childs. Great argument for Grey Goose.
The best lunch ever was at a little recommendation after an afternoon at the Barefoot Bar drinking "Salty Dogs al 'a Linda's "Sweeter" Pink Grapefruit on to Mama's Fish House
Stay Tuned as the next episode will include The Ride To Hana Or Scared, Dizzy, and Senseless after 55 bridges, 600 hairpin switch back turns and an attack peacock.
Friday, January 14, 2011
Happy New Year
It has been acknowledge the older I get the faster time flies. I have realized Christmas was a blur..The week between was a 'No Speed Zone' and the days since, I still feel I am speeding down the autobahn in the backseat with no control of the car, the car air fresheners or the radio.
The holidays in Wisconsin were a lot of fun and although there are no grandchildren we managed to spend a bit of time with all the kiddos. Even managed a Packer game and a Wilds' game...Greg came home for a few days and got snowed out of New York to complete his New Years and the rest of us joined the girls in Abelssen for more "spirits" than I needed The 12th was my birthday so the merriment continued. I remain totally spoiled for 2011. (I plan to spoil RJK a little tonight and be the DD for his office party. I got some lottery tickets for him to pass out to the masses so perhaps someone will "scratch" the "jackpot."
Cocktails five thirty...dinner at six thirty...Not Here...Life is good.)
Gretchen is being visited by Mary, Dave and Brittany and venturing off to the Spanish Canary Islands soon which I am learning actually exist. She and Josh get some soon realized together R&;R and have plans to repeat this destination/adventure then.
Meg is home and taken on babysitting for another couple of people in the entourage...cuz Meg is a nice girlfriend and daughter!
Michael is soon to make the quarter century mark and is planning a party. He was here visiting too. I sent him off with treats for the party and a recipe for Alfredo. His S.O. can cook which is a big pleasant plus. I think they are actually enrolled in Cuban Cooking Class. What a couple of "jerks." My Michael has always loved to putter in the kitchen and it is fun to know he may actually grow older with someone who may actually help with the prep and then dishes.
Our diets have been a bit experimental lately. Ron came back to the hotel room in Chicago a couple of weeks ago with a diet from a functional medical author which was a trial to eat nothing which "ever had a mother, had eyes or eyelashes, exclude fats, including EVOO, no dairy, no nuts and the good news is I eat out a lot. It has been kinda fun. Yesterday I made a crock pot 13 bean chili which put him right to sleep. Today I sent him off with a lunch of tahinni-free hummus and rice wraps. Bkfst was raisin bran and rice milk which isn't too bad. As all fads go c Ron I will give it (the diet) til the end of the month.. .and hope he gives me a lot longer!
The holidays in Wisconsin were a lot of fun and although there are no grandchildren we managed to spend a bit of time with all the kiddos. Even managed a Packer game and a Wilds' game...Greg came home for a few days and got snowed out of New York to complete his New Years and the rest of us joined the girls in Abelssen for more "spirits" than I needed The 12th was my birthday so the merriment continued. I remain totally spoiled for 2011. (I plan to spoil RJK a little tonight and be the DD for his office party. I got some lottery tickets for him to pass out to the masses so perhaps someone will "scratch" the "jackpot."
Cocktails five thirty...dinner at six thirty...Not Here...Life is good.)
Gretchen is being visited by Mary, Dave and Brittany and venturing off to the Spanish Canary Islands soon which I am learning actually exist. She and Josh get some soon realized together R&;R and have plans to repeat this destination/adventure then.
Meg is home and taken on babysitting for another couple of people in the entourage...cuz Meg is a nice girlfriend and daughter!
Michael is soon to make the quarter century mark and is planning a party. He was here visiting too. I sent him off with treats for the party and a recipe for Alfredo. His S.O. can cook which is a big pleasant plus. I think they are actually enrolled in Cuban Cooking Class. What a couple of "jerks." My Michael has always loved to putter in the kitchen and it is fun to know he may actually grow older with someone who may actually help with the prep and then dishes.
Our diets have been a bit experimental lately. Ron came back to the hotel room in Chicago a couple of weeks ago with a diet from a functional medical author which was a trial to eat nothing which "ever had a mother, had eyes or eyelashes, exclude fats, including EVOO, no dairy, no nuts and the good news is I eat out a lot. It has been kinda fun. Yesterday I made a crock pot 13 bean chili which put him right to sleep. Today I sent him off with a lunch of tahinni-free hummus and rice wraps. Bkfst was raisin bran and rice milk which isn't too bad. As all fads go c Ron I will give it (the diet) til the end of the month.. .and hope he gives me a lot longer!
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