Monday, March 27, 2006


I have been very lazy lately but that's no excuse. Discipline is the answer. Write and write and write, right? Right! So here I am writing. I have to say that the effort of writing is therapeutic.

Lazy is for sure since I wrote that on the 27th and here it is later and I still have zip zero nada. I am having a little matchgirl kind of day and I believe that I am my mother's daughter after all. I am "blue" I am "out of sorts" I am all those things my mother would say instead of saying the D word. We never get depressed and yet............................

Sighs and moans are helping me and they sure do keep me in isolation. No one would want to push through this wall of blue funk. Well, I must get on with my lackluster life and slog through the muck and mire ahead. I did read Hebrews this morning...only 4 more chapters to go. The Bible is always helpful.....I also heard some conversation, on the radio about 1st Peter....maybe 2nd but Peter anyway and they were talking about enduring. Picture the little burro laden with whatever on both sides> The packs are larger than he but he endures and moves to his goal....good little burro. Sigh. I will endure and

Tomorrow I will read this and feel ashamed of myself for not recognizing all of the blessings the Lord has showered on me and for the fact that, in times of difficulties, He has stood by my side and often carried me through.

I am a blessed and foolishly human child of God. Please Father help me to endure with joy.

Monday, March 20, 2006


I had a roller coaster weekend as far as emotions were concerned. Everything twanged my heartstrings. I watched Tammy Faye go through chemo yesterday and I sobbed. I watched that depression hurts commercial and when the dog is sitting there with the ball in her mouth, I sobbed. Jack Nicholson and Helen Hunt sent me to the Kleenex box as I watched that As Good As It Gets (I think that's the name). Now here I am, Monday morning, wrung out, exhausted and purged of tears. I hope anyway.

We had blue skies and snow. The weather was as whacked as I. I stopped recording all I ate, at least for the past couple of days and what a surprise!!! I gained back the two pounds I lost. If I weren't so predictable I would have to cry some more.

Spring can't come soon enough. I hope it brings that breath of fresh beginnings and hopscotch that it always used to. I am going to plant things. I want tomatoes and clematis and daffodils with tulips and iris and impatiens. Bring. It. On.

Off I go now to laundry and vacuuming. Wish me luck!

Thursday, March 16, 2006


Well the two headed cat never reappeared but I spent most of the night deciding whether or not to split the cost of season's tickets to a series of musicals. What the hell? I don't know but all I did all night long as I slept was to go over and over the different musicals involved, the seats in the theater, the cost, whether to charge it or let my friend charge it and pay half. I'm exhausted and never once got to see any of the shows. Oklahoma was one and although I sang along with my friend to the big song we never got to the theater. Hope you have a happy one. I'll be humming Oklahoma O K L A H O M A OklahooooooooooooooooooooooooMA!

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

Two Heads and all

Now here's a good morning. First of all my husband called and the electric bill at our other house, the one I will move to eventually, has dropped.Yes. Dropped. Nothing in this world ever costs less but our electric bill came in under the bar set by the month before. YAY!!!

Even more good news. As my cardiologist says (I love saying that, my cardiologist. It makes me feel so New York for some reason. Don't get me wrong. I wouldn't be New York for anything but there is a certain sophistication about it that I feel I lack. Having my own cardiologist makes me more sophisticated albeit a sophisticate in need of a cardiologist might lack some.....but I digress) As my cardiologist says, my weight loss program is moving along at glacial speed. For the past two weeks I have lost a few tenths of a pound. Yes, my scale shows tenths of a pound. I had to have's the only way I can feel successful as I move towards my goal. My total recorded loss is 1 and 1/10th of a pound. Laugh if you will. I am delirious.

After my rude awakening I never thought I would have two good things in a row before breakfast. I woke up in the middle of a dream.. Let me tell you about it. Blah blah blah followed by a planter with sleeping kittens. The blah part of the dream is not the part to talk about but the kittens. There were two bunches of them and I reached into the planter to pick them up one at a time. The first was clingy with claws digging in everywhere and an odd look that made me think he or she would attempt to climb up my face and hold on. I put that one down. The next was a gray tiger with orange on his or her back..I picked it up and was startled at how heavy it was. You know how you expect kittens to be air balls, well this one was a lead bottom. I put it down and reached for the other. Imagine my surprise to see a tail in the middle of it's back. There it was shaped like a comma, short and curved, right in the middle of its back. As I picked it up higher and put my hand under what I though was its hind end I spotted the other head. Yes. A two headed cat with a tail in the middle of its back. What's that about???? Let me tell you how fast I woke up....very.

If you know what that could mean let me know, unless of course it's not a good thing.

Have a lovely Wednesday.......................

Monday, March 13, 2006


I just thought of something else that annoys me, not as much as it did when it first happened but I'm older now, more mature, growing in wisdom or some such thing. This particular annoyance occurred many years ago. I had graduated from college and had taught sixth grade for one year. I had decided that I would not return to teaching elementary school and would take the summer off. I moved to my parents summer home near a beach and since I had opted to receive my check for the teaching year on a monthly basis, I did not seek employment. I lolled and let the currents take me where they would. They did and by the end of the summer I needed to find a job.

I applied to every single thing I could think of and here comes the annoyance. Every application asked for previous jobs and what you had learned at each. Teaching was not the problem but filling in the jobs prior to that included chambermaid and laundromat attendant. Well what the hell - I was always one to take literally any direction and proceeded to detail the learning experiences each of those employments had provided. Cleaning toilets and polishing the chrome of the bathroom was something I had never done until the chambermaid experience came my way. Separating whites from colors and the proper use of bleach was another. Gads -- the interviews were not forthcoming......and in each case I was told that my attitude needed some work. Learning experiences of the personal development kind were more what they sought in that area of the application. Well hell! Say so! That is annoying.

Just sayin'

Saturday, March 11, 2006

Another Reason I Love My Husband

My husband loves that I have this blog. I now run here and blurt out my irritation as opposed to taking him to the mat. I in turn love my husband because, for one thing, as many times as I have taken him to the mat over something as ridiculous as the way people have begun to speak, he still is here and that is not to be sneezed at as they say.

Later ----

Melting Pot

Is there anything more irritating that this new way of speaking which sounds to me like a cross between a Valley girl and Katherine Hepburn? With teeth clenched, in as nasal a tone as you can force, you sing song your way through conversation. Yikes almighty. It's not bad enough that you can travel from coast to coast, northern border to southern border and whatever shopping mall you wander into is exactly like the one you just left. You have no markers, no visual reference to let you know where you are at the moment. You now have no local dialect to reference your location. Everything looks alike and everyone sounds alike. Men and women are the same, we truly have a melting pot here in this decade. We are just a big puddle of people.


Thursday, March 09, 2006

God's Providence

On the radio this morning was the story of Queen Esther. Yes, the Old Testament. The book a friend of mine said was too old to bother with.....OH! MY! More on that later. For the moment let me tell you what is ringing in my ears and will reverberate the rest of the day and perhaps longer. God's Providence.

God's Providence. As the tale unfolded and perhaps you are very familiar with the tale.....Mordecai was loyal to the king but first to God. Haman, a scheming, evil, ambitious man was next to the king at all times and whispered in his ear. One day at the gate Mordecai overheard a plot to harm the king and told Esther, one of the king's wives also Mordecai's niece. Esther told the king in Mordecai's name, the plot was investigated and the men hung. Mordecai remained a loyal servant to the king without recognition. Haman twisted the truth and plotted and became the king's first trusted man. At this point the discussion of how the story applies to our lives occurred. How unjust that the righteous receive no reward and the wicked prosper. As it developed the righteous did prosper but in God's time. Did we think it coincidence that Mordecai heard that conversation at the gate? Was it happenstance that his niece, a Jewess, was married to the king, not a Jew? God sees ahead and things occur that will come in handy later for His plan. He puts us in situations, puts people in our paths. He knows the future because He is the Creator. We are His Creations. He loves us and yet we worry about the future. We don't know the script, God does. It will all unfold as it should in God's time and in God's way.. All things turn to good for those who love the Lord.

I am leaning on the Lord as I walk the path of the future and trust in His plan for me. As we spend each day striving to please Him we are weaving the tapestry of life in the pattern He has chosen for us and it is good. Each day is only a small stitch but they all are necessary. Things we do, people we interact with, thoughts and moods are all in the works. Do everything with hope and faith. Onward Christian soldiers and so forth. I hope that in my dreary times I remember this.

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Ay! Caramba!

Just a quick note to let you know how the enchiladas turned out. Ay! Caramba! and that's all I have to say about that. No kidding. They were not bad at all. The green sauce was soooo very good. The enchiladas needed some work in the filling area. The chicken should be shredded better I think and should have been spiced up a bit. I was too timid first time out. I think too the tortillas should have been corn instead of flour -- maybe. I must say though, for someone without a tad of hispanic anything in my background, surroundings or anywhere nearby, I did ok muchachos!

Saturday, March 04, 2006

I Just Don't Care

Well, you know what? I don't care if anyone reads this thing or not. I am doing this for my own reasons and none of those include other people reading. There was a time a while back when there were some viewers and way back when I even had a comment or two. Of course the majority of comments were spammers advertising penis enlargements or some such thing. Anyway, under normal conditions I would hate to have a journal viewed but when you think you are anonymous well hell read away.

Today is a perfectly grand winter day. The sky is blue, the temperature will maybe hit 30 if we are lucky and the snow is still white, except for those spots where my pooch relieved himself. I am enjoying my winter moment. I think it's the sun that makes the difference. Your exposed body parts can turn blue and red and white, freeze and fall off but if the sun is out it's a perfect day.

Later today, hubby and I are going to make enchiladas Verde and do Mexican dances. Well maybe not the dances but the Verde we will be making. I have had a craving for those enchiladas for weeks and watched that Food channel show, Semi-homemade. I think her name is Sandra Lee. She has inspired me. She was talking about some restaurant she loved and always ordered something or other. She decided that she could duplicate those flavors at home and have the whatever's whenever she wanted without having to go out. Man, that is the greatest idea. Think of whatever you crave and then, rather than getting on the plane and returning to Paris or Rome or Tokyo, start the process of attempting to replicate the recipes. We begin today with enchiladas Verde which we LOVE and always order when we go to El Sarape in Weymouth Mass. In anticipation, I have printed every recipe I found on the Net and ordered fresh tomatillos from our local produce guy. I'll let you know how we do. This is our first effort and may take quite a few before we perfect the flavors.......................

Happy Weekend