I went with Fran to church at the Westminster Presbyterian Church kitty-korner from her building. Huge church, well attended with a terrific choir (choirs) and fine pastor. It is off-putting to me to not have the architecture I am used to, but the stained glass windows were awesome. A very wonderful time was had by me.
We went to the restaurant in Fran's building and then we had a long afternoon nap. Pretty great way to spend a Sunday.
We are watching many movies. It looks as though tonight will be Moonstruck with Cher.
Right now it looks as though I will be home on Wednesday, later in the day. Wow.
Sunday, October 29, 2006
Saturday, October 28, 2006
Art is Great
We drove directly to the Art Institute with nary a problem. It's wonderful how helpful it is to have the city map. Then we spent about five hours looking at art. We went to the special show they have and then around to look at the regular offerings. Fantastic. I looked up the Modiglianis... Turns out they have one of his sculptures, too. The painting is not one of my favorites.. but it was still fun to see it again.
We saw some spectacular textiles, and African, Japanese, Chinese, you name it Art. What a collection they have. And then I know that they have LOTS of other things hidden away and stored. A wonderful asset to our fair state is the Minneapolis Institute of Art. Yessir.
We watched two movies last night. One from Netflix and one that Fran has on videotape: The Man Who Would Be King with Michael Caine and Sean Connery, and My Cousin Vinny with Joe Pesci and Marisa Tomei. The first one was intense and the last a hoot. Great double feature. When I was in high school most of the theatres would offer double features... now we can watch almost anything right from our own homes. And we can have as many features as we want.
Today we will hang out and also take a trip down the street to Target. It's supposed to be a beautiful day, so we are going to savor it. Most of the restaurants have removed their tables and chairs from the sidewalks, but perhaps they will put them out again for a perfect Saturday. I will report on our peregrinations later.
We saw some spectacular textiles, and African, Japanese, Chinese, you name it Art. What a collection they have. And then I know that they have LOTS of other things hidden away and stored. A wonderful asset to our fair state is the Minneapolis Institute of Art. Yessir.
We watched two movies last night. One from Netflix and one that Fran has on videotape: The Man Who Would Be King with Michael Caine and Sean Connery, and My Cousin Vinny with Joe Pesci and Marisa Tomei. The first one was intense and the last a hoot. Great double feature. When I was in high school most of the theatres would offer double features... now we can watch almost anything right from our own homes. And we can have as many features as we want.
Today we will hang out and also take a trip down the street to Target. It's supposed to be a beautiful day, so we are going to savor it. Most of the restaurants have removed their tables and chairs from the sidewalks, but perhaps they will put them out again for a perfect Saturday. I will report on our peregrinations later.
Friday, October 27, 2006
Off to see the Paintings!
I am very excited as we are planning to head to the Minneapolis Institute of Art today. I am going to drive there, and that is new. I usually have to get Morgan to drive, but I am going to make an attempt today. Stay tuned for the news. It looks easy on the map, but now I will try it on the actual road. We'll see.
Fran is not at all addicted to TV while I am. I have introduced her to one program so far that she likes: Shark on Thursday nights on CBS. James Woods is such a wonderful actor that she loves watching how he does it. And Fran and I both love The Gilmore Girls on Tuesday night at 7 on CW. And of course, Dancing with the Stars. She also loves dancing as do I.
The weather is beautiful today. I look out at a different view from Fran's new apartment. It is not as interesting, but she is up higher so it is mostly sky. That is one of the things she loved about Evansville, she could see the sky. So she is glad to be where the sky is visible and then some. We look down on the Convention Center and we can see her Westminster Presbyterian in an aerial view. A bit farther to the right is WCCO. Very interesting perspective.
Take care.
Fran is not at all addicted to TV while I am. I have introduced her to one program so far that she likes: Shark on Thursday nights on CBS. James Woods is such a wonderful actor that she loves watching how he does it. And Fran and I both love The Gilmore Girls on Tuesday night at 7 on CW. And of course, Dancing with the Stars. She also loves dancing as do I.
The weather is beautiful today. I look out at a different view from Fran's new apartment. It is not as interesting, but she is up higher so it is mostly sky. That is one of the things she loved about Evansville, she could see the sky. So she is glad to be where the sky is visible and then some. We look down on the Convention Center and we can see her Westminster Presbyterian in an aerial view. A bit farther to the right is WCCO. Very interesting perspective.
Take care.
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Mighty Mpls.
We had a wonderful time at book club. We arrived within five minutes of each other and both cars drove right to the proper place with no trouble! Talk about miraculous. Then we talked non-stop for about six hours. We walked the skyways, too. Went to a book store! What fun. It was a very spectacular success.
We weren't entirely sold on the book, feeling it was a bit over-written, but it certainly fomented lots of conversation. We are going to talk about "A Parchment of Leaves" by Silas House. We read "The Coal Tattoo" by him and loved it, so we are doing another of his about the same characters. Should be fun. There is another, too, called "Clay's Quilt," also about the same characters. We are captured, hook, line and sinker... A great writer, we think.
We tried to make a list of the books we have read and discussed over the five plus years that we have been meeting, and we came up with a list of a measely 30 books. We have met most every month, so we should have a list of at least 50 books. Memory is in short supply.
Fran and I are about to head for the Farmer's Market, just out her door, and then go to a coffee shop for some good stuff. There are only a million (hyperbole) places we could go.
Naomi called from TZ yesterday as we were talking about the book. Amazing! We could only talk for a moment as she was borrowing her friend's cell phone and didn't want to use too many minues. It was GREAT to hear her voice. Glad she is doing well and surviving! Wahoo.
Take care.
We weren't entirely sold on the book, feeling it was a bit over-written, but it certainly fomented lots of conversation. We are going to talk about "A Parchment of Leaves" by Silas House. We read "The Coal Tattoo" by him and loved it, so we are doing another of his about the same characters. Should be fun. There is another, too, called "Clay's Quilt," also about the same characters. We are captured, hook, line and sinker... A great writer, we think.
We tried to make a list of the books we have read and discussed over the five plus years that we have been meeting, and we came up with a list of a measely 30 books. We have met most every month, so we should have a list of at least 50 books. Memory is in short supply.
Fran and I are about to head for the Farmer's Market, just out her door, and then go to a coffee shop for some good stuff. There are only a million (hyperbole) places we could go.
Naomi called from TZ yesterday as we were talking about the book. Amazing! We could only talk for a moment as she was borrowing her friend's cell phone and didn't want to use too many minues. It was GREAT to hear her voice. Glad she is doing well and surviving! Wahoo.
Take care.
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
Check it out!
While I think of it I must tell you that Naomi is posting now from Tanzania. There is a link to her blog at the right of this blog. Check it out! I think she has two postings so far.
I am all packed for my adventurous trip with the book club. We have been reading The Memory Keeper's Daughter and are travelling to Mpls to Fran's house for our meeting. FUN. I have many and mixed feelings about the book so will report back about our discussion. I am going to try to leave the house at 6:30 in order to pick Donna up at 7. Then the other two members will head out separately as I am going to stay at Fran's for a few days while they are heading back to the north, but this way I will have Donna's company for the trip down. It will be fun to check out Fran's new apartment! She moved from one apartment to another in the same building. Her view will be different now, and she has more room.
I will post from Fran's, so don't forget to check it out! And I love your comments. People who leave comments are the best people in the world! Yeah!
I am all packed for my adventurous trip with the book club. We have been reading The Memory Keeper's Daughter and are travelling to Mpls to Fran's house for our meeting. FUN. I have many and mixed feelings about the book so will report back about our discussion. I am going to try to leave the house at 6:30 in order to pick Donna up at 7. Then the other two members will head out separately as I am going to stay at Fran's for a few days while they are heading back to the north, but this way I will have Donna's company for the trip down. It will be fun to check out Fran's new apartment! She moved from one apartment to another in the same building. Her view will be different now, and she has more room.
I will post from Fran's, so don't forget to check it out! And I love your comments. People who leave comments are the best people in the world! Yeah!
Monday, October 23, 2006
Monday
Winter lurks. The air feels as though some of those white flakes could meander down any minute. No sunshine. Brrrrrr.
I went to the gym this morning. Great to see everyone. Missed Karen l and Colleen. I'll be gone for a week or so, so will not see them for awhile. They have a great hula hoop at the gym. three of them, actually - 3, 4, and 5 pound weighted hoops. I absolutely can't seem to get the hang of making them rotate around my waist. I am just as successful with that as I am with belly dancing. Let's face it, my fire plug body doesn't want to learn these sinuous moves. Too bad. I suppose I will keep trying, but I don't hold out much hope for success. However, hope springs eternal. sigh.
The bazaar at church was fun. Good food and fellowship. How can you fault that! A fun way to make a contribution to the church. The ladies use the money to help send our kids to Bible Camp. A good cause.
Take care. Bundle up.
I went to the gym this morning. Great to see everyone. Missed Karen l and Colleen. I'll be gone for a week or so, so will not see them for awhile. They have a great hula hoop at the gym. three of them, actually - 3, 4, and 5 pound weighted hoops. I absolutely can't seem to get the hang of making them rotate around my waist. I am just as successful with that as I am with belly dancing. Let's face it, my fire plug body doesn't want to learn these sinuous moves. Too bad. I suppose I will keep trying, but I don't hold out much hope for success. However, hope springs eternal. sigh.
The bazaar at church was fun. Good food and fellowship. How can you fault that! A fun way to make a contribution to the church. The ladies use the money to help send our kids to Bible Camp. A good cause.
Take care. Bundle up.
Saturday, October 21, 2006
Soothing Saturday
Well, I'm over my snit about the lack of attendance at the Canwegian Concert. I'm looking forward to our church bazaar. All kinds of fun home made stuff, home baked goodies and wonderful soup and sandwiches. I'm going to sit by a bench made by Norman Week which is being raffled off during the day. As a result I will get to talk to all kinds of friends and strangers about to become friends. Should be a blast.
My grandson is involved in a spell-a-thon. He's in kindergarten. The pressure! He seems to take it all with aplomb, however, so that's good. I will soon get to see him and learn about it all first hand. I am so looking forward to visiting them and getting to know a whole new set of directions to the school, the stores, the museums, the parks, the beaches, the whatevers. It'll be a blast.
I seem to be in a blast mode today. That's good. I'm over the snit!
My grandson is involved in a spell-a-thon. He's in kindergarten. The pressure! He seems to take it all with aplomb, however, so that's good. I will soon get to see him and learn about it all first hand. I am so looking forward to visiting them and getting to know a whole new set of directions to the school, the stores, the museums, the parks, the beaches, the whatevers. It'll be a blast.
I seem to be in a blast mode today. That's good. I'm over the snit!
Friday, October 20, 2006
Wow.
The presentation at the Coffehouse Art Center last night was awesome. I wondered where one could go to see something as good, and I could not think of where. I think I will write David Letterman to see if he would feature them.
Two consummate musical artists and storytellers just letting rip. I kept thinking, I wish my dad could be here. I wish my sister and brother could be here. Oh, my. People from as far away as Mpls. were there, but were the local people flocking in? No. Oh, well. There was a baseball game on TV. (As you can see, I'm getting a bit bitter in my old age.)
I just can't tell you how good it was. The fiddling was awesome. The dancing was spectacular and spontaneous. The storytelling in several languages was always understandable. The women were stunning in an entirely downhome way. Man. Was I ever glad I made the effort to go. I dragged George along, but he was too sleepy after having golfed in the cold to be very alert. Even he, however, loved it.
Eventually, I hope to have a photograph of the two performers, both named Sarah. Sarah Granskou and Sarah Naegell. Fantastic.
Two consummate musical artists and storytellers just letting rip. I kept thinking, I wish my dad could be here. I wish my sister and brother could be here. Oh, my. People from as far away as Mpls. were there, but were the local people flocking in? No. Oh, well. There was a baseball game on TV. (As you can see, I'm getting a bit bitter in my old age.)
I just can't tell you how good it was. The fiddling was awesome. The dancing was spectacular and spontaneous. The storytelling in several languages was always understandable. The women were stunning in an entirely downhome way. Man. Was I ever glad I made the effort to go. I dragged George along, but he was too sleepy after having golfed in the cold to be very alert. Even he, however, loved it.
Eventually, I hope to have a photograph of the two performers, both named Sarah. Sarah Granskou and Sarah Naegell. Fantastic.
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
new name for painting
An interesting thing happened to me today. This is the second time such a thing has happened. Some thing happens that changes my view of a painting I have done. The first one was one that is in my gallery (the pictures on this site). I painted it, thinking it was one thing and then I read the novel, "A Fine Balance" by Mintry which is about life in India. The quote is "There is a fine balance between hope and dispair." It was one of those light bulb moments, and I knew that was the perfect title for that picture.
Today the title "Moses and the Burning Bush" was suggested for the picture I entitled (tentatively) Wild Flowers. I love that title and it is hereby retitled. I LOVE THAT TITLE.
I tend not to be enthusiastic as all of my friends will attest... but I do LOVE that title.
I have been lolling around today. Went to the gym and then read and rested and cleaned a bit. Coming down from the high of yesterday. My talk on Modigliani went great and the show in Fergus at the gallery was fun. I thought I would paint today, but couldn't get off the dime.
We miss you, Karen l, and hope you will soon be able to join us again at the gym.
We're going to go to choir practice tonight. We have been neglecting that as we both had pneumonia, but we are chipper again, so we will try to warble a bit. As I get older it is hard for me to welcome going out in the evening.
Speaking of going out in the evening, Tomorrow Night there is going to be a great little program at the Coffeehouse Art Center. The Canwegians (Norwegian ancestry from Canada) are giving a musical/humorous presentation. Should be a blast. Pry yourselves out of the house and attend.
Today the title "Moses and the Burning Bush" was suggested for the picture I entitled (tentatively) Wild Flowers. I love that title and it is hereby retitled. I LOVE THAT TITLE.
I tend not to be enthusiastic as all of my friends will attest... but I do LOVE that title.
I have been lolling around today. Went to the gym and then read and rested and cleaned a bit. Coming down from the high of yesterday. My talk on Modigliani went great and the show in Fergus at the gallery was fun. I thought I would paint today, but couldn't get off the dime.
We miss you, Karen l, and hope you will soon be able to join us again at the gym.
We're going to go to choir practice tonight. We have been neglecting that as we both had pneumonia, but we are chipper again, so we will try to warble a bit. As I get older it is hard for me to welcome going out in the evening.
Speaking of going out in the evening, Tomorrow Night there is going to be a great little program at the Coffeehouse Art Center. The Canwegians (Norwegian ancestry from Canada) are giving a musical/humorous presentation. Should be a blast. Pry yourselves out of the house and attend.
Sunday, October 15, 2006
Wild Flowers
Well, you gotta admit that these flowers are WILD!
I was all ready to print copies of paintings by Modigliani when my printer ran out of ink. So, a trip to Office Max tomorrow morning and then I will get busy with the printer tomorrow afternoon.
Now to start a whole new series of paintings. Where to go next... hmm? Toodle ooo.
Naomi is having a very busy time. Just time for a quick note.
Saturday, October 14, 2006
Beautiful Saturday
I had the joy of taking part in a wonderful brunch at our church this morning. An inspirational speaker, great music and tasty food. We are having our annual friendship days when churches of different denominations get together and have meetings for specific people: kids, teens, teachers, men, women, and then - everyone. Always fun to get together with people one doesn't see every day.
The food we had was great, appreciated by all. It is called "Stuffed Baked French Toast" and is very tasty. Because it was made in church, all the calories were removed. Or so some of the ladies said. If you make it at home, forget that. But it is fabulous.
Preheat the overn to 350 degrees
Butter a 9 x12 inch pan.
1 lb French bread, cubed
8 ozs Cream cheese, diced in 1" pieces
8 large Eggs
2 1/2 cups Half and Half
6 TB Butter, melted and cooled
1/4 cup Maple syrup
Cinnamon
Put one half of the bread cubes in the prepared pan. Spread the cream cheese evenly on top. Add the rest of the bread cubes. In a large mixing bowl, beat the eggs well. Add the half and half, butter and maple syrup. Pour the mixture evenly over the top of the bread. Press the bread down slightly to make sure everything is moistened. Cover with plastic wrap and refrigerate overnight. Sprinkle with a little cinnamon before baking. Bake about 45 minutes or until golden brown.
Trust me. This is great. Should serve at least 8 people.
After I got home I had to make lunch for George, so I made waffles and brats and didn't eat any myself. I was good to go until supper. So I read a bit, played some computer games, watched some football and took a snooze. Saturdays are the best for just catching up on things that have slipped by during the week. I even got three big "papers" ready for my next bunch of art work. This is the part that is frustrating in my painting. All that white space waiting to be covered. Ah, well. I think I will try to put up a picture of my latest painting if I can get it to work. I'll post this, and then try that later. Have a nice evening.
The food we had was great, appreciated by all. It is called "Stuffed Baked French Toast" and is very tasty. Because it was made in church, all the calories were removed. Or so some of the ladies said. If you make it at home, forget that. But it is fabulous.
Preheat the overn to 350 degrees
Butter a 9 x12 inch pan.
1 lb French bread, cubed
8 ozs Cream cheese, diced in 1" pieces
8 large Eggs
2 1/2 cups Half and Half
6 TB Butter, melted and cooled
1/4 cup Maple syrup
Cinnamon
Put one half of the bread cubes in the prepared pan. Spread the cream cheese evenly on top. Add the rest of the bread cubes. In a large mixing bowl, beat the eggs well. Add the half and half, butter and maple syrup. Pour the mixture evenly over the top of the bread. Press the bread down slightly to make sure everything is moistened. Cover with plastic wrap and refrigerate overnight. Sprinkle with a little cinnamon before baking. Bake about 45 minutes or until golden brown.
Trust me. This is great. Should serve at least 8 people.
After I got home I had to make lunch for George, so I made waffles and brats and didn't eat any myself. I was good to go until supper. So I read a bit, played some computer games, watched some football and took a snooze. Saturdays are the best for just catching up on things that have slipped by during the week. I even got three big "papers" ready for my next bunch of art work. This is the part that is frustrating in my painting. All that white space waiting to be covered. Ah, well. I think I will try to put up a picture of my latest painting if I can get it to work. I'll post this, and then try that later. Have a nice evening.
Friday, October 13, 2006
comments are powerful
I finally got a comment, so I decided I better write another post. The power of a comment to get me off the dime is enormous!
The last three days have been a rude awakening into the land of winter. Some snow, lots of wind and brrrr. Today they say the wind gusts could make 45 mph. Wow.
Luckily I am ensconced in my little nest and intend to do some painting. I am having trouble posting pictures, but I will try later. I want to be sure I can get this posting in.
I am busy trying to get a handle on my Modigliani talk. It is hard for me to decide why I am so crazy about his painting. I love it. It is like his art is a thing apart from his life. The art is purity and line and color. His life was sound and fury. Now I am trying to make sense of it all.
So far I cannot figure out how in the world I am going to dress up for this talk. I just have to hope that something will come to me.
I have finished another painting that I really like. I have been trying to post a picture of it here with no luck. I will try again tomorrow. Have a great cold wintery day!
The last three days have been a rude awakening into the land of winter. Some snow, lots of wind and brrrr. Today they say the wind gusts could make 45 mph. Wow.
Luckily I am ensconced in my little nest and intend to do some painting. I am having trouble posting pictures, but I will try later. I want to be sure I can get this posting in.
I am busy trying to get a handle on my Modigliani talk. It is hard for me to decide why I am so crazy about his painting. I love it. It is like his art is a thing apart from his life. The art is purity and line and color. His life was sound and fury. Now I am trying to make sense of it all.
So far I cannot figure out how in the world I am going to dress up for this talk. I just have to hope that something will come to me.
I have finished another painting that I really like. I have been trying to post a picture of it here with no luck. I will try again tomorrow. Have a great cold wintery day!
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
On the brink...
of winter! Tomorrow it's supposed to take a dip into winter with even a hint of snow. Today is still beautiful and George is intending to get to the golf course.
Fran has completed her move and is contentedly rearranging her funiture and art objects. She is a happy camper with plenty to do for the forseeable future.
I am preparing my head to give a talk next week on Amadeo Modigliani. I love his painting and enjoy giving talks. I thought my turn was in November, but the gal who I thought was doing October couldn't, so I sprang into the breach! Yahoo. I am already spending my waking up hours in the morning organizing facts and evaluating the character of this intriguing painter. He was a small man with the looks of a movie star and the dissolute life of a rock star. But he could paint like an angel. If you want to hear what I will finally come up with I will be talking at 1:00 at the gallery in Battle Lake a week from today... next Tuesday.
Off to my daily stuff. Have a GREAT day. Or, GRRRRRRRRREAT day, as Tony the Tiger would say.
Fran has completed her move and is contentedly rearranging her funiture and art objects. She is a happy camper with plenty to do for the forseeable future.
I am preparing my head to give a talk next week on Amadeo Modigliani. I love his painting and enjoy giving talks. I thought my turn was in November, but the gal who I thought was doing October couldn't, so I sprang into the breach! Yahoo. I am already spending my waking up hours in the morning organizing facts and evaluating the character of this intriguing painter. He was a small man with the looks of a movie star and the dissolute life of a rock star. But he could paint like an angel. If you want to hear what I will finally come up with I will be talking at 1:00 at the gallery in Battle Lake a week from today... next Tuesday.
Off to my daily stuff. Have a GREAT day. Or, GRRRRRRRRREAT day, as Tony the Tiger would say.
Sunday, October 08, 2006
Ok. second try:
I have to remember not to hit the wrong button. The tab is what works.
We went to church this morning and I actually got to hug Izzy! I am so happy to see that he is really a live person and not just a cyberspace mirage. He's heading back to Japan (I was going to say the Orient, but I can't remember if that is pc or not, so Japan seemed safer.) He is much taller than most of the folks in our church, too, so I imagine he is quite a smash hit in Japan.
This shuffling of the Singing Bird is reversed. But I have been working on it. It's the trying to do the posting stuff that everythings gets strange. Stay tuned. The next posting of it will be different again. Sigh.
I have the snuffles. I think it is just allergies from all the dust flying around in the wind. I feel really good and I love being back at the gym. See ya at the gym tomorrow!
Saturday, October 07, 2006
Happiness is....
hearing that your kids are safely at their destination! Naomi and Tony are in Africa and starting their teaching stint. I was so glad to hear that they had arrived. I am trying to post a new painting here as it would illustrate my feelings of joy, but the mechanism which is supposed to produce that result is refusing to cooperate. Sigh. Oh, well. Eventually, perhaps.
Yippee. They are there. Wahoo.
Yippee. They are there. Wahoo.
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Wahoo!!!!!!!
This is a rather dark representation of the tryptich I have prepared called "Singing Bird." I have also managed to limp back to the gym. I think I am more or less cured of my malaise. Drum roll, please. I have, however, gained half a pound from my seige of inactivity. No cause for alarm, as yet, but just a further reason to continue my trips to the gym.
Just the little bit of activity this morning has worn me out. I will attempt to continue painting this afternoon after a snooze in the ever inviting recliner. Because of seiges of coughing, I have spent an inordinate amount of time sleeping in that wonderful invention, but now that I am beginning to feel better, I can return to my bed. Wahoo, indeed.
It was great to see my friends at the gym. I could catch up on the news, and spend a bit of time laughing. Laughter IS the best medicine.
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
If at first,
You don't succeed, try, try again! I was trying to make a comment on Fran's reference to my looking like my own grandmother. At one time I was much fatter and stressed out and DID look a fright... more a fright than I do now!
But her remark made me think of a common occurence for women. They look in the mirror and realize they DO look more and more like their own mother... or grandmother. Or they hear themselves talking and realize that they are echoing advice that they received from their own mothers when they were teenagers. Perhaps even the tone of voice is the same.
It seems to me that we become who we are in reaction to our parents. We either emulate them or rebel against them, but they have a deep impact on who we become. (on whom we become? Grammar questions continue to plague me.)
I carried out my mother's advice when my children were at home. No leaving the house after an illness until you had been fever free for 24 hours. You will often not have fever in the morning, but by afternoon, back it comes. So you should wait 24 hours to be sure. Naomi confided that she enforced that rule on a friend of hers the other day. She laughed as she told me. She herself realized how humorous it was that she was becoming me.
In the Bible it talks about the sin of the parents affecting people to the third and fourth generations, but I find it interesting that the quirks and sayings of the parents affect people to the third and fourth generation. What a responsibility.
I am still coughing but at least I have had no fever to speak of. Onward and upward!
But her remark made me think of a common occurence for women. They look in the mirror and realize they DO look more and more like their own mother... or grandmother. Or they hear themselves talking and realize that they are echoing advice that they received from their own mothers when they were teenagers. Perhaps even the tone of voice is the same.
It seems to me that we become who we are in reaction to our parents. We either emulate them or rebel against them, but they have a deep impact on who we become. (on whom we become? Grammar questions continue to plague me.)
I carried out my mother's advice when my children were at home. No leaving the house after an illness until you had been fever free for 24 hours. You will often not have fever in the morning, but by afternoon, back it comes. So you should wait 24 hours to be sure. Naomi confided that she enforced that rule on a friend of hers the other day. She laughed as she told me. She herself realized how humorous it was that she was becoming me.
In the Bible it talks about the sin of the parents affecting people to the third and fourth generations, but I find it interesting that the quirks and sayings of the parents affect people to the third and fourth generation. What a responsibility.
I am still coughing but at least I have had no fever to speak of. Onward and upward!
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Monday, October 02, 2006
Adios, sayonara and adieu
This is the place that Naomi met us for hamburgers yesterday. She had an errand in Delano, so we met there for our farewells. If you're there during the summer months, be sure to check it out. The food is good and the place is fun, a sort of merry little picnic/play ground and drive-in.
Saying our goodbyes was not easy. As I type this she is at the airport checking in for their flight to Amsterdam. She and Tony will stay there overnight and then head for their four month stay in Africa. She is off telephone. AAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH.
How did people say goodbye to their family members years ago? When they would, in all probability, never see each other again. Most of us are descendents of the early immigrants. We listened to their stories with no appreciation for their feelings of separation from the known.
When I was 40, Naomi was two months old, John was five, and we set out for several years stay in Brazil. I can see my mother and father as they huddled in the driveway as we rushed out, threw our stuff in a neighbor's car and sped to the airport. The folks waved as we left. The cab we had hired did not show up, so we were lucky enough to get a ride. I think it was about 5:30 am, and we needed to get the airport post haste.
I was all taken up in the emergency situation, and didn't give a thought to my mother and father and their feelings. What did my mother think? She must have thought I was completely nutso. But she never let on. She wished us on our way.
I will miss the chance to pick up the phone and talk to Naomi, but she has a blog, there is e-mail, there IS communication. I also am very happy for Naomi and Tony that they have this opportunity for adventure. But, STILL. I will miss them. sigh.
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