It took trial and error and a few days but I finally figured out how to cut oranges and apples into quarters with one hand and two steak knives. Scissors action. I can peel clementines with my left hand but not a navel orange. (I eat 2-3 bags of oranges a week.) Apples of course are a hand fruit as George Costanza would say but I like them cut up. So there’s that to be said for learning to use my precious left arm, which I’m protecting like the valuable and irreplaceable appendage it is. I've taken it for granted all these years. I’m so tired of asking for help from my very patient housemates.
Saturday, November 27, 2021
One-handed adventures
It took trial and error and a few days but I finally figured out how to cut oranges and apples into quarters with one hand and two steak knives. Scissors action. I can peel clementines with my left hand but not a navel orange. (I eat 2-3 bags of oranges a week.) Apples of course are a hand fruit as George Costanza would say but I like them cut up. So there’s that to be said for learning to use my precious left arm, which I’m protecting like the valuable and irreplaceable appendage it is. I've taken it for granted all these years. I’m so tired of asking for help from my very patient housemates.
Tuesday, November 23, 2021
I was just feeding the birds and then this happened
Thursday, July 15, 2021
Blogs and a shared computer
Doug has a blog and today when entering a post on his blog he accidentally posted it on both mine AND his. I'm not sure how he accomplished that but it wasn't intentional. Now I also know that it's hard to undo. No harm. He posted a nice picture of the park next door. It just wasn't me! Maybe I can edit it.
So here's my random picture. Well, not exactly random. Sweet granddaughter in Brooklyn. At 12 months. Delicious and delightful. We'll see her next weekend and then for a full week in late August at the Delaware shore. Love her wild hair.
Sunday, July 4, 2021
Rocks
I'm painting rocks and leaving them here and there in the neighborhood. Why? I'm not really sure. But I got the idea from BootsandBraids who lives somewhere in the Inland Empire in southern California. It's fun. Is it littering? I don't think so. It's more like guerrilla art. How did I find Boots and Braids? Who knows. Clicking around and looking at comments on blogs I guess. So, thanks Shirley! Wish I could put one somewhere in your apartment complex.
And here's where I placed the first six rocks last evening. On the right-hand side of this street, which is parkland. My house is to the left of this shot--not the driveway you see but the house next to it. Now I do what? I take a walk each day and see how many remain. Doug saw 3 of them this morning. The other 3 might still be there, hiding, since we live in a jungle and one 24-hour period is enough to make the weeds and vines grow 2 inches.
Wednesday, February 17, 2021
Praying mantises hatching.
This hatching happened last July near my front walk. It's the second time I've been lucky enough to spot an egg case hatching. I've never seen the event from start to finish so I don't know how long it took for all those itty bitty mantises to crawl out of the tiny hole in the bottom of the pod, drop or crawl into that big mass, then either drop to the ground and walk or climb away. But it didn't take long. Each one of those "bananas" hanging from the bunch was about an inch or less long. A perfect little mantis ready to fend for itself. I wonder how many of them survived?
Bad close-up. Next year I hope to get better shots.
Now I have two more egg cases, safely (I hope) on my front porch, and ready to hatch in the summer.
Friday, January 22, 2021
Would you feel safe using one of these masks?
I've been making masks off and on since March 2020, but only in the last month or so did I become kind of addicted to it.
I've done a lot of reading about them and I think I've learned three things: almost certainly, three layers of fabric is best, it may help to use a non-woven synthetic material for the inner layer, and fit matters a lot. Oh, and of course that no hand-made mask can beat the professional masks. I just want mine to be as good as, say, those standard blue disposable masks.
I've been trying to perfect my technique and have made about 15 masks so far, starting with some unbelievably crude first passes with rudimentary ties, followed by some made with rubber bands for the ears, finally settling in with my current recipe: one layer of high-quality quilting cotton, one inner layer of nonwoven fabric, and a third layer cut from a medium weight tee shirt. And I now have pre-made ear hooks or straps instead of rubber bands. I'm making them by hand because I hate using sewing machines, plus my machine only barely works anyway. And it's easy and Zen like. Typical craft fixation.
I've been using Pellon fusible interfacing because I read (somewhere) that it makes a good inner layer. I read that chiffon is good too because "Chiffon fabric, both silk and synthetic, is extremely strong as a result of the twists of the yarns and the tight weave of the fabric." So I ordered some of that and will use it in future masks. I also bought some inexpensive shopping bags made of a fabric-like material (polypropylene) for some masks. It's another non-woven synthetic material that I read (somewhere) can be effective.
I give my masks the very unofficial Bill Nye test: can I wear a mask and
still blow out a lit match held about a foot away? If not, it passes.
There's the "suck in" test: when I suck in air does the mask pull up
tight under my nose? If so, it passes, although I'm a bit lax on that one. Finally, can I see light through it? If not, it passes.
I gave one mask to a friend and although she was gracious in accepting it, her look was a bit skeptical (maybe?). I gave that a lot of thought. Then it occurred to me, duh, giving someone a mask isn't like giving them gloves or a scarf. It's a medical device, more or less. Should I send these off here and there to friends and family even though they might not be as good as the ones they're already wearing? My husband wears one of mine most days and I really think it's better than the blue disposable surgical masks he generally wears. They always buckle out on the sides near the ears, and they don't fit tightly over his chin.
It then occurred to me that none of the commercial masks being sold or given away have been tested because there really isn't, as yet, standardized testing for commercial masks so who knows which are effective and which aren't? Isn't that a depressing thought? I shouldn't even post this, right? But it's sort of true, don't you think? And get this: I read (somewhere) the other day that some European countries (Germany? Belgium?) are going to start requiring that citizens wear ONLY N95s or equivalent when out and about.
So, tell me if you'd wear one of my masks and feel as safe as you currently feel. Assuming you're not wearing one of those N95s or equivalent.
But I've buried the lede: Trump is gone! Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah! Covid it still here and I haven't seen my baby granddaughter since early September but that bad bad man is gone. Joe and Kamala all the way. What a job they have.
And here is my sweetheart grandbaby, enjoying life in Brooklyn while her parents try to keep up with full-time jobs from their apartment while handing her off to each other.
And finally, look at this mask for singers. Wouldn't Lady Gaga have looked amazing wearing this while she belted out the National Anthem. I loved her on Wednesday.
Tuesday, December 29, 2020
My slight obsession with food in general, delivered boxes of food in particular
I'm not sure exactly how it started but a few months ago I subscribed to Every Plate. You probably know about these services -- clients receive each week a box of uncooked, un-prepped food that you turn into a meal for 2 or 4 people in 45 minutes or less. I love them. They are the answer to a prayer I didn't even know I had.
How do I justify paying someone else to shop for and plan meals? It took a while but I think I have.
Then my daughter gave me a "free" box of food from Martha and Marley, and a friend gave me one for Blue Apron. Then I tried Home Chef and Hello Fresh. So for about 2-3 months we've had these dinners.
I'm in the process of cutting back to just one weekly delivery of 3 meals, which will be Every Plate. The plans are all quite similar except for price and Every Plate is the least expensive. I'm also hooked on giving away "free" boxes of food to friends and family, which the services promote heavily.
Several friends have used these kits in the past and quit for various reasons, including not wanting to generate so much plastic waste, or not wanting to invest 30-45 minutes chopping and stirring, or simply not willing to pay someone to do what you can do yourself.
I've justified the expense because I'm spending way less money each month by not going out to dinner or lunch with friends, the meals are so much more interesting than what I've been slapping together and flinging on the table each night, and as a bonus my husband is learning to cook! 42 years married and suddenly he's interested in cooking.
By the way, if any of my readers--all half dozen of you--want to try one of these services, let me know in a comment. I'll get your email and send you a free box (the catch is that you have to pay for shipping, $9, with your credit card so they have your billing info and consider you a client. But you can cancel after the first free box).
23 more days until that deadbeat is out of DC and I hope he never comes back, although he's threatening to be here on Jan 6 when Pence counts the votes and declares Joe our president. It's been torture to know that he's been sleeping and eating and tweeting just 10 miles from my home. Creepy. I propose that the White House remove everything from his bedroom, fumigate, repaint, and turn it into a storage room. No human should ever sleep in the same room he slept in.
Tuesday, November 3, 2020
My path
There are dozens and dozens of such tasks I can do in our backyard, side yard, or front yard. See all that ivy way in the upper left corner surrounding the white door? I should pull all of that down. Spending so much time at home since March I've had lots of time to survey my various overgrown yards and make decisions about what should be done. Mostly cutting back vines. I'm not at all good about follow-through. So doing this path repair was quite fulfilling. I'm now working on thinning out a large patch of forsythia, a shrub I heartily dislike but tolerate.
Very nervous about the election today. Here's my guess/prediction as of 4:30 pm. Biden can win with either AZ or PA. Trump has to get PA to win.
Sunday, November 1, 2020
It's November first twenty twenty
Well we're finally here, almost upon the election. Am I nervous? Yep. By Tuesday I expect to be on high alert, feeling very engaged, on guard, attentive to news updates. Am I over-dramatizing it all? No doubt.
Almost 4 years ago in the days before Trump was inaugurated I entitled a post The last of my political thoughts until 2020. "Since I seem to be blogging again... I wonder if I can restrain myself from posting about politics. I'm gonna give it a try."
Well, I did give it a try. The result was that I blogged very little in the 4 years of this horrible presidency. I never stopped blogging but too often I started to write and found myself talking about him. Such a waste of everyone's time. So I managed not to talk about him (much) but only by just not blogging at all. I'd like to blog daily. Why not? Or at least regularly. I certainly don't have much to do each day.
Here's my baby granddaughter, yesterday, all 15 pounds of her. She's a 4-month-old delight!
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Wednesday, September 23, 2020
Trying something different.
It's Wednesday night, September 23, 2020, and I'm here to record that I haven't looked at Twitter for 4 days. This is a big deal in my little life. I've been spending way too much time, either on my phone or on my PC, reading, reading, scrolling, scrolling, checking, checking. I follow strangers, not friends or even acquaintances. I follow people who write about, report on, and talk about national politics. A few politicians, a lot of ex-Trump employees, a lot of news organizations and reporters, pundits and comedians. It's gotten to be too
much. And so depressing. Aren't we all just a little depressed as a species right now? Why add Twitter.
I'm hoping to keep up my little boycott. I think I feel a little better today compared to Saturday.
Here's my babe. She's the apple of so many eyes! Three months tomorrow. Unexpectedly, I saw her in person for about an hour on Monday -- long story. It was wonderful. Every minute with her is golden!
Saturday, August 8, 2020
Talking things over with mom
Note James in window. James and Robert are adjusting very well to baby's presence.
Monday, July 6, 2020
A good reminder.
Denzel Washington 7/4/20
And this looks like something I have to try:
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| Credit: https://leitesculinaria.com/21020/recipes-eggs-in-purgatory.html |
- 2 tablespoons extra virgin olive oil
- 2 ounces of bacon, cut into 3/4-inch pieces
- 1 small red onion, minced
- Pinch of crushed red pepper
- 1 clove of garlic, minced
- 1/4 cup dry white wine
- 2 1/2 cups canned Italian plum tomatoes, peeled, seeded and chopped
- 4 large eggs
- Kosher salt and freshly ground black pepper
- 1/4 cup finely grated Parmigiano cheese
- Toasted bread or focaccia
The Evil in the White House
"There are only three ways to interpret Trump’s remarks: 1) He is purposefully instigating racial tensions because he believes it will help him politically... 2) He is a racist with no self-control... 3) He is too stupid to realize what he is doing..."
These are some of my many passionflowers. Three or 4 years ago I planted one little cutting from a passionflower vine. Now they are completely out of control. A post on this exciting topic to follow.
Dare me?
I'll just leave this here.
Wednesday, July 1, 2020
All is well in Brooklyn.
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| Red = trump disapproval. Black = trump approval. |
Thursday, June 25, 2020
She with the beautiful name
I am, as expected, in love.
She seems healthy, despite being in the NICU. I haven't had an update since about noon today, over 6 hours ago. But mom and dad have had almost no sleep for 2 days so I shouldn't expect to hear anything right away. I guess. This is all so new.
My daughter's first and probably only, or so they said at one time.
I’m not particularly superstitious but maybe if I post this I’ll get a text or a call.
Thursday, June 4, 2020
Praying mantises being born
Wednesday, June 3, 2020
Tuesday, May 12, 2020
My lettuce!
Small things amuse me these days. Facebook finally paid off. I saw that putting the remains of a lettuce head in water will give you a new head of lettuce. This picture was taken yesterday when the new leaves were 2 1/4 inches tall at about 3 PM. Right now (11 AM) they are 2 3/4 inches tall. I also planted lettuce seeds this year. We'll see how they do if warm weather ever comes to the DC area. Right now we've swapped weather with the PNW. Generally I'm just fine with that, hating the hot, humid DC springs and summers as I do. But come on--my seeds need the heat!
Sunday, April 5, 2020
Thursday, October 31, 2019
“Please, please, please, we’re begging you here, just put an end to it immediately."
EVERYWHERE—Claiming that they just couldn’t stand this bullshit anymore, Americans across the country confirmed Friday that someone, anyone needs to please, just make it stop. “Please, please, please, we’re begging you here, just put an end to it immediately,” said sources, noting that it had all gone way, way too far and they would do almost anything for even a few glorious minutes of respite. “We’re on our hands and knees, pleading with you to make it all go away once and for all. What’s it going to take? Jesus Christ, just stop it! Stop it right now!” At press time, sources confirmed that they knew deep down it was never going to stop.
Friday, November 30, 2018
Friday
Meanwhile I found this at the library. A must read! Or at least it's worth a try. Not today but soon.
Tuesday, August 21, 2018
Hot peppers
So I'm going to try this recipe:
- 1 pound red chili peppers use cayenne, tabasco, red jalapeno or others
- 3 tablespoons salt
- ½-1 cup white wine vinegar to your preference
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Roughly chop the chili peppers and add them to a pot with the salt and vinegar.
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Bring to a quick boil, then reduce heat and simmer for 15 minutes.
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Cool, then add to a food processor. Process until smooth.
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Strain the solids out through a strainer and discard (or keep them for dehydrating – they make great seasonings).
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Pour into bottles and use as desired.
For storage: Vinegar affects acidity levels. Homemade sauces should be kept at 4.0 ph or below to keep longer term. If your hot sauce is not acidic enough, add more vinegar or citrus to bring the ph down. Keep in the fridge for freshness and longer keeping. You can also bottle your sauces with proper procedures.
Heat Level: Medium, though you can up the heat factor with hotter peppers.
From: https://www.chilipeppermadness.com/chili-pepper-recipes/hot-sauces/homemade-louisiana-hot-sauce/
Question: how do you know if the sauce has a pH of 4.0?
Sunday, August 19, 2018
A small dilemma
I'm not at all religious and if I had to check off a box I would have to check "agnostic, with an admiration for most, but not all, Buddhist thought."
The most recent scandal in the Catholic Church has made me question why I'm devoting my time and effort to this particular volunteer job. My work there has never been about religion or about god or about any particular belief. No one there has ever even asked if I'm religious and they do zero proselytizing. But suddenly I'm very self-conscious about just walking into the building. Does working there, or even visiting there, suggest that I'm OK with the scandal that seems to touch many corners of this religion?
What to do....
Friday, August 17, 2018
This book! Making me nuts. False pride is involved, I believe.
Thursday, August 16, 2018
A scene from my very uneventful life
I confess that it shook me up a little. I have no experience with dog bites. When I walked home 15 minutes later I was nervous and hoped the dogs—there are three of them—were back inside or at least on leashes. I told Doug about it and he was annoyed to say the least. In the 2 months she's lived here, Cari has often let her dogs off their leashes while outside her house. It's not unusual for people to do that around here since we live next to a large park.
The next day Doug ran into Cari in the park. He told her he wasn’t happy and gave her a little lecture on the dangers of unleashed dogs. He even told her that the previous owners of her house were threatened with a lawsuit after their two part-pit bulls raced off their property and into the park where they encountered someone walking a single dog. Something ugly happened but I'm not sure exactly what. We do know that there was a financial settlement. Cari assured Doug that she would be more careful in the future and he replied “you’d better be!” And then he apparently repeated it as he walked away: "you’d better be!”
Doug has a very high boiling point for anger, but once it's reached it's not usually a pretty scene. He felt sorry almost immediately and we agreed that he would apologize when he had a chance.
The next morning we found this quartet of goodies on the front porch, with a very nice note from Cari apologizing again. So both Doug and I wrote notes back to her, with thanks and more apologies. Tough way to get some chocolate but there's no bad way to get chocolate, right?
Tuesday, August 14, 2018
A little art from my friends
PS: I swore in January 2017 that I wouldn't blog about that maniac in the WH. Believe me, it's hard! But every time I post without mentioning him I feel a little stronger.
Hi Kathy! I don't save the bee balm seeds but I'll start if you want them. Sorry about the deer and your purple hyacinth beans. They love mine too.
Monday, August 13, 2018
My unruly but zero maintenance front porch
Sunday, June 17, 2018
Plant ID request—never mind. It’s wineberry.
Friday, September 22, 2017
Useful and Timely (sad!) Public Service Announcements
Monday, January 16, 2017
Animals. And sugar.
Speaking of deer, the Park Service is holding another hunt, or managed kill, in the park next door. The hunt happened last year too and we saw a difference -- the number of deer that sleep, roam, and give birth in our neighborhood went way down. They're still around but not nearly as many of them. Which makes you wonder why they're having the hunt again. Maybe on the theory that they must stay one step ahead of the deer because they are nearly impossible to control around here.
The article under the card about sugar was good too.
*To be complete the picture would need a groundhog, a rabbit, a cat, and a opossum. We got 'em all in our deep suburban abode.






























