francies fancies

The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane

2009-06-11T14:24:00.007-04:00

Such a beautifully written book by Kate DiCamillo, illustrations by Bagram Ibatoulline. She touches the heart with a story about heart. Edward is a vain china rabbit and his journey is a miracle. A miracle in which we who choose to love others must take in this life.

I highly recommend this book to EVERYONE. Simple, heart-warming and intriguing, I couldn't put it down. I actually read it in one afternoon; it took about two hours with a nice pot of tea to keep me warm on a gloomy rainy day. I definitely believe this book will become a classic, it is such a treasure!

Please, read The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane.

Life Just Keeps Getting Weirder.: Wham. Bam. Mammogram.

2009-04-15T15:47:00.001-04:00

I thought I was going to die/cry after reading this. It is so very funny. Please visit this blog - Life Just Keeps Getting Weirder - and enjoy a laugh or three!

Life Just Keeps Getting Weirder.: Wham. Bam. Mammogram.

GOD BLESS THE NAVY!

2009-04-12T18:00:00.006-04:00

Thank you to the U.S. Navy for rescuing Captain Richard Phillips! God Bless America and Happy Easter!

Whoopie for whoopie pies!

2009-04-08T17:09:00.008-04:00

Update: February 12, 2012:

link to recipe http://www.nytimes.com/2009/03/18/dining/181wrex.html

I have never had a whoopie pie... until last night. Can you say mmm...mmm...good? Oh boy, they are good. And they are NOT made with shortening. No way. Ick. Instead, I found this recipe from the NY Times and I made them last night. I'd say anyone could make these. They are a bit time consuming as you must plan to take the butter out and make sure you have buttermilk, but then everything is put in the trusty stand mixer and off you go! Oh, and you have to use a double boiler, too. But then it's a breeze! Really. You must try this recipe. Delicious!

After mixing the ingredients here they are on the baking sheets. I used a small (less than a 1/4 cup) ice cream scoop (I have no idea what # it is, I just know I have a large and a small and I used the small one). The recipe says to use a large scoop to make regular sized pies but I decided that we really didn't need to eat such large pies so I made the executive decision to make them smaller. (I'm so bossy!) That little blob on the bottom baking sheet was for me to "taste test" when they were cool :)

And here they are all done! The recipe made 12 small pies. Just the right size, a couple of bites each. Perfect!

And the little blob I baked to taste test? It was good.

Herewith, the recipe link:

Whoopie! Cookie, Pie or Cake, It's Having Its Moment

Bird Identification?

2009-04-02T13:37:00.008-04:00

IT'S A FEMALE CARDINAL! DUH!

how's this for being dull... i have been thinking about this bird all day, wondering what kind it was and my husband came in the room, looked at the pic and said, "oh, look at how pretty that female cardinal is." i said, "huh? that's a female cardinal with that long tail like that?" and he said, "yep." and walked out. so i went to the cornell ornithology lab website and looked at photos and guess what? it's a female cardinal. (or a 'bishop', as we say in my family :)

Isn't this bird beautiful? I wish I could have taken a sharper picture but I was so taken with how pretty the bird is I just snapped away and didn't set the camera up for a better shot. Does anyone know what this bird is called? I love the long red tail. Anyone?

I also love the little finches we get now that we have a yard with coneflowers and lots of hiding places for little birdies.

Ahhh... A Manhattan Special!

2009-03-12T19:39:00.006-04:00

I remember as a child walking to the K & K, which was the neighborhood luncheonette on the corner of Monroe & Market Streets, and purchasing an ice cold Manhattan Special. Nothing quenched the thirst on a hot summer day like a Manhattan Special, which was purchased for a quarter. The guy behind the counter would open the bottles for us and we'd take off - back to the park on Cherry St. to continue our games of Chinese jump-rope, Johnny-on-the-Pony, stickball, tops, handball, or just walking around the block a few times while sipping our soda and talking about the boys.

I paid $1.39 for this bottle. One sip takes me back to NYC, any summer between 1965 and 1970. Even when we spent the summers in Long Beach, you could find a bottle of Manhattan Special in any deli in NY. Through the years it was difficult to find but now it's making a comeback in specialty stores and high-end food markets and can even be purchased online.

The espresso flavored soda will always be about NYC and Williamsburg, Brooklyn, where it's still made today.

CHAINS by Laurie Halse Anderson

2009-02-18T20:41:00.004-05:00

I've just read the last page and gently closed the back cover on the story of Sal (Isabel) of Rhode Island. What a gripping story! Chains is a work of historical fiction by the author of Speak and Fever 1793. A wonderful author whom I discovered while working as a library assistant in our local elementary school. The age level is 10 and up. I would say a very high 4th grade reader would be able to read this book, although it would take quite some time as the story is deep and emotionally complex. I found myself reflecting on Sal's feelings, her experiences as a child slave in 1776 New York, owned by Loyalists, spying for rebels, carrying messages, mistreatment at the hands of her master's wife.

This is definitely a book that should be discussed with your child as there are a few disturbing scenes -- such as when Sal gets branded on her face, and when her friend Curzon is imprisoned and the conditions are revolting, as you can imagine.

The story is brought to life by the descriptions of the author. You can feel the sweltering heat of the summer and the bitter cold of the winter through Sal's thoughts. Her pain and sorrow, her fears and courage. She is a strong, bold character and you will find yourself cheering for her and encouraging her throughout the story. Many times I found myself exclaiming out loud, "Oh, no!" or "Oh, good!" to the amusement of my family.

I thoroughly enjoyed Chains and I encourage everyone to read this interesting step into the history of our country and how it affects a courageous young girl.

Word Verification?!?!?!???

2009-02-16T13:37:00.002-05:00

Why is the god of the blog world against me? :(

For days now, every time I attempt to leave a comment for my blog pals, the word for the word verification does not load. It says, "Loading..." but NEVER loads!

What gives? Anyone know? Is anyone out there?

Taking Stock of "Taking Woodstock"

2009-02-05T15:52:00.003-05:00

Last night my daughter and I went to the preview for Taking Woodstock, a "comedy" directed by Ang Lee, starring Dimitri Martin (who?), Eugene Levy, Imelda Staunton, Liev Schreiber, Jeffrey Dean Morgan, etc. The movie was based on the novel of the same name by Elliot Tiber.

I was 13 years old in 1969. I remember the mid 60's to the early 70's as being one of the best times in my life for music. Was ANY of that music of the day in this movie? NO! Except for about 60 seconds of Hendrix's guitar, I didn't recognize or care to remember ANY of the music of the movie. And the acting? Couldn't they find a REAL actor with acting skills to play Elliot? Imelda Staunton's character was so vile, evil, wicked, loathsome, filthy and greedy, I couldn't stand when she was on screen. Eugene Levy played Max Yasgur and he was on screen for about 5 minutes total. There went the so-called "comedy." And he wasn't funny. Not at all. Jeffrey Dean Morgan played a self-loathing homo. Need I say more? Oh, yes, I do! The full-frontal nudity throughout was unnecessary and gross. Do I really want to see tallywhackers and boobies bobbing about while their owners frolic through grass and the lake? I think not. Even the 'psychedelic' scene was LAME.

Across the Universe was so much better and I didn't love that movie.

Don't waste your money or time.

Dan Gutman Visits

2009-01-30T17:07:00.003-05:00

Dan Gutman, noted children's book author, visited our school today and what a day it was! So much fun. Very appropriate presentations for each grade level. Such a nice guy! His books are very popular with our students, especially the "My Weird School" series. A fun day had by all. Thanks, Dan! Visit him at his fun website here.

It's a Scone Night...

2009-01-22T19:31:00.007-05:00

It's chilly, but not that bad. About 25 degrees. It was a nice day. But I can't WAIT for the snow to be GONE. I am done with the icy snow.

So I thought I'd bake me some scones. The recipe is from Cooks Illustrated, my fave cookbook.

There's a shot of them waiting to go into the oven. Don't they look appetizing? Hmmm... maybe not, they look gummy and pale and fluffy, but not fluffy in a good way.

And here they are just out of the oven! They smell wonderful. Just the treat to have with a mug of Yorkshire Gold tea while I listen to Ethel Waters sing "Cabin In The Sky".

They must be cooled down enough by now. Time to make the tea.

Oh! I almost forgot! Here's the recipe:

(by the way, I used this slightly more labor intensive recipe rather than the Sweet Milk Scones recipe because I had the sour cream in the house. If I hadn't had it, I would have made the quicker recipe. Maybe I will post both? Hmmm... ok, I will.)

from COOKS ILLUSTRATED

Makes 8. Published July 1, 2007.

It is important to work the dough as little as possible—work quickly and knead and fold the dough only the number of times called for. The butter should be frozen solid before grating. In hot or humid environments, chill the flour mixture and workbowls before use. While the recipe calls for 2 whole sticks of butter, only 10 tablespoons are actually used (see step 1). If fresh berries are unavailable, an equal amount of frozen berries (do not defrost) can be substituted. An equal amount of raspberries, blackberries, or strawberries can be used in place of the blueberries. Cut larger berries into 1/4- to 1/2-inch pieces before incorporating. Refrigerate or freeze leftover scones, wrapped in foil, in an airtight container. To serve, remove foil and place scones on a baking sheet in a 375-degree oven. Heat until warmed through and recrisped, 8 to 10 minutes if refrigerated, 16 to 20 minutes if frozen. See final step for information on making the scone dough in advance.

Ingredients

16	tablespoons unsalted butter (2 sticks), frozen whole (see note above)
1 1/2	cups fresh blueberries (about 7 1/2 ounces), picked over (see note)
1/2	cup whole milk
1/2	cup sour cream
2	cups unbleached all-purpose flour (10 ounces), plus additional for work surface
1/2	cup sugar (3 1/2 ounces), plus 1 tablespoon for sprinkling
2	teaspoons baking powder
1/4	teaspoon baking soda
1/2	teaspoon table salt
1	teaspoon grated lemon zest

Instructions

1. Adjust oven rack to middle position and heat oven to 425 degrees. Score and remove half of wrapper from each stick of frozen butter. Following photo at left, grate unwrapped ends on large holes of box grater (you should grate total of 8 tablespoons). Place grated butter in freezer until needed. Melt 2 tablespoons of remaining ungrated butter and set aside. Save remaining 6 tablespoons butter for another use. Place blueberries in freezer until needed.

2. Whisk together milk and sour cream in medium bowl; refrigerate until needed. Whisk flour, 1/2 cup sugar, baking powder, baking soda, salt, and lemon zest in medium bowl. Add frozen butter to flour mixture and toss with fingers until thoroughly coated.

3. Add milk mixture to flour mixture; fold with spatula until just combined. With rubber spatula, transfer dough to liberally floured work surface. Dust surface of dough with flour; with floured hands, knead dough 6 to 8 times, until it just holds together in ragged ball, adding flour as needed to prevent sticking.

4. Roll dough into approximate 12-inch square. Following illustrations, fold dough into thirds like a business letter, using bench scraper or metal spatula to release dough if it sticks to countertop. Lift short ends of dough and fold into thirds again to form approximate 4-inch square. Transfer dough to plate lightly dusted with flour and chill in freezer 5 minutes.

5. Transfer dough to floured work surface and roll into approximate 12-inch square again. Sprinkle blueberries evenly over surface of dough, then press down so they are slightly embedded in dough. Using bench scraper or thin metal spatula, loosen dough from work surface. Roll dough, pressing to form tight log. Lay seam-side down and press log into 12 by 4-inch rectangle. Using sharp, floured knife, cut rectangle crosswise into 4 equal rectangles. Cut each rectangle diagonally to form 2 triangles and transfer to parchment-lined baking sheet.

6. Brush tops with melted butter and sprinkle with remaining tablespoon sugar. Bake until tops and bottoms are golden brown, 18 to 25 minutes. Transfer to wire rack and let cool 10 minutes before serving.

SWEET MILK SCONES

Makes 8-9 scones. Published March 1, 1994.

Work the dough quickly, don't overmix, and put the dough rounds into the heated oven as soon as possible. The process--from mixing to pulling the finished scones out of the oven--shouldn't take more than twenty minutes. Scones are best served warm and fresh, split open and topped with thick homemade strawberry or raspberry jam and clotted cream (or crème fraîche, marscarpone, or whipped cream). This recipe can be doubled.

Ingredients

2	cups unbleached all-purpose flour
1	teaspoon cream of tartar
1/2	teaspoon baking soda
1/2	teaspoon table salt
1 - 2	tablespoons granulated sugar (optional)
4	tablespoons unsalted butter , chilled and cut into 1/2-inch pieces
3/4	cup whole milk

Instructions

1. Adjust oven rack to middle position and heat oven to 450 degrees.

2. Sift first 4 (or 5) ingredients into large bowl, or measure into workbowl of a food processor fitted with steel blade; pulse until blended. With pastry blender, 2 knives, or steel blade of a food processor, cut or process butter into flour mixture until mixture resembles coarse meal with a few slightly larger butter lumps.

3. If making by hand, (preferred method), make a well in the center of mixture and pour in milk. Working quickly, blend ingredients together with a rubber spatula into a soft, slightly wet dough. If using a food processor, pour milk through feed tupe; pulse until dough just starts to gather into a rough ball (do not overprocess or scones will be tough). Turn dough onto a well-floured work surface.

4. Quickly roll dough to 1/2 inch thick. Use a lightly greased and floured 3-inch biscuit cutter to stamp dough with one decisive punch, cutting close together to generate as few scraps as possible. Dip cutter into flour as often as necessary to keep dough from sticking. Push scraps of dough together so that edges join; firmly pinch edges with fingertips to make a partial seal. Pat this remaining dough to 1/2 inch thick; continue to cut 3-inch rounds. Place dough rounds 1 1/2 inches apart on a greased baking sheet. Bake until scones are lightly brown, 10 to 12 minutes. Serve immediately.

Good-Bye and Good Luck

2009-01-20T14:15:00.006-05:00

Dear Mr. President Bush,

Today is the day you return to the private sector. You have been the leader of the free world for eight years and the job has certainly aged you. During your second term there was much said and printed about how incompetent you were. Your every decision was second- and third-guessed and discussed amongst know-it-alls ad nauseum. Everyone seemed to know how to run the country better than you. Everyone had an opinion about how better to deal with our allies and enemies. Everyone thinks they are smarter than you will ever be.

I just want to tell you that the Office of the President of the United States of America is a sacred trust and I believe you did your best. I believe every president before you has done their best for our country.

I did not always agree with your politics or your decisions. But I know that I could never, ever do your job. I could never bear the burden of an entire country and it's citizens on my shoulders. I could never face the world, with it's criticisms and disrespect, day after day, and still want to wake up to start all over again. I realize you had a lot of advisors to help you along the way. Some have helped you and some have dragged you down. I believe you began your presidential journey with the best of intentions and hope for a bright future. Unfortunately for you, you were the President when many terrible events occurred in our country.

I just want to thank you for your service to our country and God bless you and your family as you begin your new life as a private citizen.

My Interview by Willow

2009-01-12T09:37:00.006-05:00

1. I see from your blog that you are very much into quilting. How did you get started and what is your favorite quilt pattern?

I started quilting in the summer of 2006 when my aunt came to visit me and taught me how to use a sewing machine. My neighbor had just had a baby and I thought it would be a great idea to make a baby quilt since my aunt is a quilter and a quilt teacher (I actually thought she would say, "Oh, I can whip up a baby quilt in no time...here you go!"). I HAD NO IDEA how difficult and time consuming it can be! All the measuring and cutting and measuring and cutting and measuring... But, it is very rewarding to create something that may last for a few lifetimes!

My favorite quilt pattern is called Falling Blocks and it is gorgeous. I saw it at a Quilt Show in Roanoke, VA and I was amazed at the optical illusion it created and the labor that went into making such a beautiful quilt.

2. What is your greatest accomplishment?

My thirty-two year marriage to my college sweetheart. We eloped with $ .37 in our pockets when we were 21 years old and we've had lots of fun and heartache along the way, but he still makes me laugh every day. It has taken a lot of discipline on my part not to smother him with a pillow while he slept at certain times in our lives, but I'm glad I didn't give in! He is so funny and has been a wonderful husband and father. And he says I'm his best audience.

3. If you could chose anywhere in the world to live where would it be and why?

Shelter Island, NY. I miss Long Island and I miss the quick accessibility to the water. Where I live now is nice, and I'm grateful I live in such a lovely town in NJ, but I do miss being near the water.

4. Other than your loved ones, what is your favorite possession?

Books. I have a few favorites and they are like old friends I have spent time with over the years. I couldn't ever give them up or give them away.

5. Before blogging, what, if any, was your main mode of personal expression?

My big mouth.

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OK, folks. That's my interview. Thank you Willow! If you would like to be interviewed by me, please follow the directions below. Thanks!

1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."

2. I will respond by emailing you five questions. (I get to pick the questions).

3. You will update your blog with the answers to the questions.

4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.

5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

THINGS I HAVE - OR HAVEN'T YET - DONE

2009-01-09T19:31:00.005-05:00

I lifted this from Akelamalu's blog. I first read about it on Daryl's blog because I was reading his interview by Willow. I thought it would be interesting to answer and I figured I may as well answer in front of everyone in the blog world! You're supposed to BOLD the items you have experienced. Herewith are my experiences:

1. Started your own blog
2. Slept under the stars
3. Played in a band
4. Visited Hawaii
5. Watched a meteor shower
6. Given more than you can afford to charity
7. Been to Disneyland or Disney World
8. Climbed a mountain
9. Held a praying mantis
10. Sang a solo - does Karaoke count?
11. Bungee jumped
12. Visited Paris
13. Watched a lightning storm at sea
14. Taught yourself an art from scratch

15. Adopted a child
16. Had food poisoning
17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty
18. Grown your own vegetables
19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France
20. Slept on an overnight train - and never again. two round trips were enough!
21. Had a pillow fight
22. Hitch hiked
23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill - I prefer to call them "Mental Health Days"
24. Built a snow fort
25. Held a lamb
26. Gone skinny dipping - more like chunky dunking!
27. Run a Marathon
28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice
29. Seen a total eclipse
30. Watched a sunrise or sunset
31. Hit a home run
32. Been on a cruise
33. Seen Niagara Falls in person
34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors
35. Seen an Amish community
36. Taught yourself a new language
37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person
39. Gone rock climbing
40. Seen Michelangelo’s David - and how I wept when I first saw it! so beautiful!
41. Sung karaoke - see #10
42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt
43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant
44. Visited Africa
45. Walked on a beach by moonlight
46. Been transported in an ambulance
47. Had your portrait painted
48. Gone deep sea fishing
49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person
50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris
51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling - snorkeling
52. Kissed in the rain
53. Played in the mud
54. Gone to a drive-in theater
55. Been in a movie
56. Visited the Great Wall of China
57. Started a business
58. Taken a martial arts class
59. Visited Russia
60. Served at a soup kitchen
61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies
62. Gone whale watching
63. Got flowers for no reason
64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma
65. Gone sky diving
66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp
67. Bounced a check
68. Flown in a helicopter
69. Saved a favorite childhood toy
70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial
71. Eaten Caviar - ick!
72. Pieced a quilt
73. Stood in Times Square
74. Toured the Everglades
75. Been fired from a job
76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London
77. Broken a bone
78. Been on a speeding motorcycle
79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person
80. Published a book
81. Visited the Vatican
82. Bought a brand new car
83. Walked in Jerusalem
84. Had your picture in the newspaper
85. Read the entire Bible
86. Visited the White House
87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
88. Had chickenpox
89. Saved someone’s life
90. Sat on a jury
91. Met someone famous
92. Joined a book club
93. Lost a loved one
94. Had a baby (4)
95. Seen the Alamo in person
96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake
97. Been involved in a law suit
98. Owned a cell phone
99. Been stung by a bee
100. Read an entire book in one day

BROCCOLI!

2009-01-08T20:40:00.005-05:00

I LOVE broccoli. LOVE it. I cook it almost every night, it is so delicious and good for you. I watched a show on Food Network last night, something about comfort food with Guy Fieri and the winner would get $25,000. A former SWAT officer from California won the prize with his mac & cheese and his tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwich (sorry, I don't know the name of the show). So, that got me thinking about comfort food and I made 3 heads of broccoli tonight. We had it with lentils. YUM! Just the kind of grub one needs on a cold night like this.

So, here's my broccoli before cooking (and please ignore my dirty stovetop! eek!):

And here it is all steamed up:

While steaming I sauteed 4 cloves of garlic (sliced into large pieces) and a couple of pinches of red pepper flakes in lots of olive oil. I then transferred the broccoli and some of the water into a large bowl and added the oil/garlic mix.

When the king arrived home from work I ladled some lentils into a bowl and added one of the heads of broccoli. He said, "mmmmmmmmmmm."

Try it, you'll like it!

Time to Get A-Quilting

2009-01-04T17:04:00.006-05:00

Because my Aunt Gerri is a wonderfully gifted talent when it comes to color and construction, she inspired me to allow myself to think that I could quilt. She is a terrific teacher. Three summers ago, while she and Unk were visiting from Florida, she taught me how to sew on a sewing machine and helped me create my very first baby quilt. I was so enthralled with my new talent that I attempted to create more baby quilts. Unfortunately, my Aunt was not present for the next three. The lack of experience reared it imperfect head and I barely got through the second and third quilts. The last one I recently completed was a much better example of Auntie's tutelage. Herewith, the photos:

Quilt No. 1

created with guidance from my aunt

Quilt No. 2

I don't know what I was thinking with all those crazy fabrics,

but the recipient really liked it. She is an art teacher, so she

may see what I do not. I see a hot mess!

Quilt No. 3

I tried to keep all the colors together so that they could

flow into each other. I don't think I was very successful, and there

are a lot of blocks that don't square up. Oh well, the recipient loved

it anyway, which is all that really matters.

Quilt No. 4

This is my favorite because I chose the fabrics, planned the

design myself (which took me DAYS to decide!)

and sewed it all up. I loved working with this fabric,

it was so cute. And there aren't many mistakes in this one ;~)

So, I show and tell you all that to tell you this...I am going to start a new quilt this month. I am going to visit a friend, whom I've never met, in April. She lives in AZ and we've never been to AZ or anywhere in the Southwest. I "met" her online through ebay about 10 years ago and we have emailed and called and sent photos and cards, but have never met in person. She is a coffee queen like me so I purchased some Moda fabric a few weeks ago that has a coffee theme. I am so NOT a theme person for anything but once I made that cute bunny quilt I thought it would be nice to make a coffee theme quilt for my friend; sort of a friendship bond quilt since I purchased a vintage coffee pot from her all those years ago (which still gets daily use).

The most difficult part of quilting, to my inexperienced mind, is the hand sewing of the binding. It just KILLS my fingers. Plus, I stink at hand sewing. If I were a little girl in the olden-days there would be NO WAY I would have made one of those samplers. No way... they would have high-button shoe kicked me right out of Miss Abercrombie's School for Girls in a heartbeat.

Little Wee Me

2009-01-03T20:40:00.005-05:00

The photo in the header is a recent discovery from an old dusty box in the crawlspace. I can't believe I used to wear belly shirts! The photo is from 1958 when I was about 2 1/2 years old. I'm eating a dixie cup of Hood ice cream and it is summer (obviously) probably at Lake Hopatcong, NJ or Camp Ideal, Staten Island. We lived in NYC and frequented either location for the summers. When we got older, my sisters, cousins and I would spend our summers in Long Beach, NY.

We had loads of fun in Long Beach. There is nothing that compares to living by the sea. I can still hear the waves from my bedroom window in our tiny bungalow. During a nostalgic trip back to Long Beach I was shocked to see how tiny the bungalows really are! It was hard to believe 6 adults (mom, dad, aunt, uncle, grandmother, grandfather) and 6 children (me, two sisters, three cousins) and a dog all fit in the bungalow. We were there from Memorial Day through Labor Day and it was a glorious time of fun in the sun. I barely remember a cloudy day, though I dare say we had them. I remember first becoming enamored with boys while summering in Long Beach. Oh, what a crush I had on Kevin M our back door neighbor. I first played spin the bottle in Long Beach. I was about 12 years old. I learned to kiss boys under the boardwalk (yes, it was Kevin M. my moondoggie!).

The summer of 1966 was a time of growing awareness for me. I was still a child but was sensing the differences between boys and girls. A few families with girls from Fordham U. were vacationing on our block and they all had boyfriends. My sisters and cousins and I would 'play' with them during the day on the beach. They would watch us and babysit us occasionally. We had a wonderful time with them and on the weekends their boyfriends would come visit. They'd have bonfires on the beach and listen to their transistor radios and dance and smoke cigarettes and flirt and we would just LOVE being around them. I don't remember any of them ever giving us the bum's rush. They were always nice. Even their boyfriends were nice to us, buying us snowcones or playing in the waves with us on their shoulders. Everyone watched out for everyone else and it was safe and fun and how I wish I could go back to those summer days.

Alas, it is winter now. Snow on the ground, frozen solid. The wind is wickedly cold. My bones are beginning to ache in the cold. But I think I will just make another cuppa and remember the summers of Long Beach and the really cool girls from Fordham.

I miss my dog

2009-01-01T17:57:00.002-05:00

I really miss my dog. It's been three days and I dreamt of her last night. In my dream I was trying to coax her up onto the bed but she would have none of it. She just stared at me and I woke up.

There is now an empty spot in our house.

And a 25 lb bag of dog food with two cups out of it. The spousal until will donate it tomorrow.

2008-12-30T22:03:00.000-05:00

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Our Molly

2008-12-29T18:47:00.003-05:00

Molly

September 21, 1990

December 29, 2008

no better friend than she

A Sad Time Approaching

2008-12-28T14:49:00.002-05:00

Our beloved dog, Molly, is breathing her last. If she makes it through the night I will be surprised and happy. Why happy? Because that will mean the vet can take care of her tomorrow. A professional. A man with a heart for animals and their owners. As we watch our old girl struggle with her last breaths we pet her and kiss her and tell her what a great dog she is, has been, always was.

This morning the king and I rose from our bed to the sound of Molly barking and barking and barking. The sound was unusual because she has rarely barked these past 6 months, since she has been on the decline. With her poor vision and poor hearing, she hasn't picked up on the mailman at the front door, the UPS guy, the rabbit running across the lawn. She stopped spending time watching out the front door when it got cold in October.

As we came down the stairs I knew immediately something was wrong and saw the kitchen floor. It was full of vomit, urine and feces. It looked like she just emptied herself in the middle of the floor and made it to her bed to collapse. Her neck is arched back and she can't stand or sit. We called the vet, but it is Sunday. I half-heartedly expect a call back. Years ago he took care of a bird we had and that emergency was dealt with on a Sunday. But these days he has a young family and it is the Christmas season. We'll see.

The king sat on the floor with her, stroking her and talking to her. I cleaned up the mess. Molly kept breathing heavily, almost gasping for air. Our hearts were breaking. It suddenly occurred to me that she needed to calm down. I found a prescription for sedatives she had from a few months ago and gave her one. She almost immediately calmed down and her breathing became more regular. She is lying comfortably in her bed while we wait and watch and give her our love.

The Dog of Christmas Present

2008-12-26T21:08:00.004-05:00

poor doggie... The king and the princess were in cahoots and draped the lights around Molly, put the antlers on her head and laughed and laughed. I approached the scene with a laugh nearly bursting from my lips, but the words that came out were, "Oh, poor Molly! Why do you torment her? Get that off of her! Poor girl!" Then... "WAIT! Let me get the camera!"

She dutifully posed for a slew of shots, after which she was freed from her prison of holiday lights and elastic headgear.

Because I felt guilty I gave her a few treats and let her come with me upstairs to the bedroom for a bit.

She sniffed around -- probably remembering when she used to sleep up in our room with us -- and promptly peed a RIVER at the foot of the bed!

ARRRRGGGHHHHH!

payback's a bitch.

WHAT TO DO WITH AN OLD DOG

2008-12-10T11:22:00.000-05:00

Molly is old. She is 18. She is crooked. She has a 'hang-dog' look about her. I look at her and I see all the years of running and jumping and catching and barking and sleeping. All those years are bundled up inside of her decrepit body and I want to pick her up and squeeze her and say, "Good dog, you are a good dog." But I can't because she doesn't like anyone to touch her too much these days. She wants to be left alone. Just give her treats, a full bowl of food, a full bowl of water and a cushy bed and she is content.

Our vet says she is a trouper. She has Addison's disease now, when the kidneys make too much cortisone. Causes her to have tumors all over her body. She has a few. Not many. It's the one's we can't see that are more troublesome. Molly had a seizure in July. At first I thought she was dreaming but then realized her body was convulsing and she was seizing. When it ended, she shook herself and walked to her water bowl, where she took a good long drink. The next day she was running up the lawn, smelling her way along the sidewalk, all the usual doggie behaviors.

Then she started to have 'accidents' in the house. For a dog that NEVER went in the house, this was unusual. Back to the vet. He said she is old, and the old can become incontinent. Dogs as well as people. They can't help it. Well, I'm glad we have a large tiled eat-in-kitchen and hallway. She is confined to that area now, which is where we spend most all of our time as a family so she always has company.

She had another seizure two days ago. For the rest of the day she slept. When she got up to go outside she looked as if she was listing to the right. Looks like this seizure business is taking it's toll. I don't know. We have no idea if she is having these episodes while we are at work and school. Most likely.

The King put the question out on the table, literally, while we were having dinner last night. "Do you think we should have her put down?" "NO!" was the emotional response from the Queen & her court. We are all praying that she crosses to the Great Dog Park while she sleeps, peacefully escorted by Princess, Mitzi and Shanna - the faithful old dogs of our youth.

Frankly, none of us, adults all, could bear to do such a thing.

Well, maybe the King could. He would be the only one that could. The rest of us couldn't bear it.

But, for now, we enjoy her stares, as she has taken to staring at us while we eat. If she thinks we have a morsel of food, she is by our side. The way she scrounges, one would think she is never fed, but in fact she is fed frequently throughout the day. And treats! Goodness, every time she looks at the king with those old, weepy eyes, he feeds her a treat. You would think she would be roly-poly but is quite thin and almost scrawny looking. She used to be so robust looking. Healthy and vital. Now she is old and tired.

Poor old Molly. Good, good dog.

SPELL CORRECTLY!

2008-12-01T20:33:00.000-05:00

I have HAD IT with improper spelling and incorrect words littering the pages of newspapers and the front pages of "news" websites! Why aren't we taking pride in our work? Why don't we make sure it is correct and has been proofread and is fit for others' eyes?

I work in an elementary school and I know that there is not much time spent on spelling correctly. The bi-monthly spelling test is all they get, our kids today. At least in my "blue ribbon" school district (ha!). When my 22-year-old daughter was in elementary school she came home with workbook pages that had her sentences in a jumble. Kat for cat, dgg for dog, burk for bark, ceene for seen, etc. What was this?! I praised her "A" but was disconcerted that she could even receive an "A" for such lazy work. She knew how to spell these simple words! The following day I approached her teacher and was told, "We don't correct spelling any longer, like in the old days, we encourage the writing and don't care that there are misspelled words, and you shouldn't either." YOU MUST BE JOKING! This is 2nd grade. These are SIMPLE WORDS. How can my second grader be permitted to spell these simple words incorrectly?! Of course, I was screaming this to myself in my head. What I actually said was, "Well, in MY home we spell correctly, every time. Reinforcing these incorrectly spelled words just doesn't make sense. I learned how to spell not just by writing myself but by SEEING words spelled CORRECTLY in newspapers and magazines and books. There IS a standard." Her teacher said, "tsk, tsk." I left and never went back. Because our household values education, we sat down with our child and went over homework nightly. Today, she knows the rules, the guidelines, the definitions. (I realize one does not always need to know the definitions of words in order to be a great speller. Look at all those Scrabble champions! They don't know the definitions, they just know the word exists and is valid. I know. I play Scrabble every day.)

I have been told by some of my colleagues that cell phone texting is making spelling skills worse. They all complain about texting, the shortcuts, the multitude of messages sent back and forth between the tweens and teens throughout the school day and into the night. I don't know about that. Although, I must admit, when I text (or e-mail), I use whole words and check for spelling and punctuation before I send.

Am I a freak?

Cheri Block Sabraw - Notes from Around the Block: Educational Commentary: The Problem With and the Solution For the American Public School System.

2008-11-22T17:58:00.000-05:00

Cheri Block Sabraw - Notes from Around the Block: Educational Commentary: The Problem With and the Solution For the American Public School System.