Saturday, January 31, 2009
Thursday, January 29, 2009
In this cabinet are some collections. I have many. But today we are focusing on three.
Below on this top shelf are the Wade figurines. They came as premiums in Red Rose tea. I think you can still get figurines in Red Rose Tea. Anyway, this is the nursery rhyme set. I love the Gingerbread Man. And Puss in Boots. Oh, and Cat from Hey, Diddle Diddle. Did you know the Mother Goose rhymes were political commentary? Boy has that changed over the years, huh? It took me years of prowling antique shows and flea markets to get the full set. The Gingerbread Man was the hardest one to find.
Last, but certainly not least. The bottom shelf. The sentimental collection. On the left is a little chick I found in a flea market. It's just like ones my mother put in our Easter baskets for two or three years. And the carriage - it was my nightlight! I know, it's cute, right? And then there's a German Shepherd that my assistant Catherine gave me one year when I had to have my Piper put down. Tucked back in the back corner is a lighter my Grandfather had. And a ceramic hydrangea box. I love hydrangeas. Tucked in the left most corner are a pair of wire rim glasses that belonged to my great grandfather Hoyt. Hoyt Weathers. He was a dairy farmer, a US Marshall and very dapper.
Now dust yourselves off. I know, I saw that dust on those shelves too. I guess keeping the door shut doesn't keep all the dust out.
We'll go across the room and visit the shelves on either side of the fireplace sometime soon and I'll show you my pottery collection.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Since then there has been a lot of speculation that the city's budget cuts indirectly led to the young man's death because of furloughs of the police force.
Patrons and area business owners are trying to raise money for a reward since there are no leads at present.
We are big supporters of downtown and the police force.
The restaurants were armed with the mighty pen. Really. We were offered the opportunity to fill out letters to elected officials, sort of a lunch list petition.
See that lovely, fresh, green celery on the far left of the bar? Does it make you think of Bloody Mary's? Is it wrong to think fondly of Bloody Mary's when you are eating lunch for a cause?
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Perhaps not for the well organized. I am a spur of the moment person, though (read: disorganized about home related matters like groceries and meal planning). In any event, I had written down the ingredients and bought them on the way to pick up the pooped out pooches.
So, I made Jenny's My Dad's Turkey Chili. Which is a leap of faith for me, because I am all "where's the beef?" when it comes to certain things.
But just look at those colors:
Red peppers, green peppers, yellow peppers. Red onion. I'm getting nervous now, because after enjoying the colors, I recall how leery I am of overly bell peppered items.
I move ahead: 28 oz of chopped tomatoes. Some chili powder. Darker is better, Jenny says. So when I replenish I will buy darker chili powder, but for now, we're on the use up whatcha got program. Black beans, white beans, chili beans and kidney beans. Can you remember all the bean jokes from when you were 8? Beans, beans, good for the heart...and that part turns out to be true!
Stop right there! (can you hear that Meatloaf song? good). I draw the line at kidney beans. I went with Pinto beans. Plus they sound more Western, right?
And the proof is in the pudding, or the soup in this case.
Look at that chili goodness. I would give you a bowl if I could--this recipe makes enough for a Super Bowl party!
Monday, January 26, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Here's the whole song:
In my book, some nonsense words and a little make believe can go a long way. When did we get too sophisticated for that?
Saturday, January 24, 2009
And away we go:
1. Family, or as some say in the South, Fambly.
2. Fun - 'nuff said.
3. Fishfuzz - this is an alternate swear word that I learned from a colleague who also used the phrase "well, I'll be a suck a** mule". It comes in handy during quarter end.
4. Farmer's Markets - one opened near my house last year and I loved going to get fresh tomatoes, flowers, herbs, pasta and so on. Can't wait until it picks back up in the Spring.
5. Food, and cooking it! I think my favorite is Italian. Especially now that I've had fresh truffles on my pasta and learned that not all Italian food is pasta!
6. The American Flag. Do I really need to explain this?
7. Film, as in Feature Films. I just am not a big fan of going to the theatre. Netflix is my friend!
8. Frogs - not all frogs, just this stuffed frog my great aunt Ruby made and gave me when I was 10 or so. After all the moves I lost it, and I'm sad about that.
9. Faithful dogs like Cotton, Gus, Piper and the wonderful girl who was my first dog: Cammie. I love my dogs!
10. Friends! You know, the people you know and love, but don't see each other for chunks of time and pick up like you were never apart (like the one who recently started reading my blog and should comment every so often!). Or People Who Have Known You Forever, they know who they are. Or people you meet and you just click because you share a moment, a laugh or an interest.
Friday, January 23, 2009
We had five contestants:
1. Cycle Mom
3. Living on the Spit
My friend the random number generator crunched some numbers for me. You're going to have to trust me because I left the site before I saved the screen shot and lost it.
And the random number generator said, it said...wait!
The answer to the puzzle, which several of you got right, was that the black grates have offsetting nodes that allow them to fit together smoothly. When they are smooth sides together, the grates don't fit, and your skillet will not sit flat on your burner. And it happens every week. Take another look here.
The winner of the vintage post card above is, at long last, Living on the Spit! Congratulations, lady. Please email me your mailing address, and I will get this in the mail to you.
Thank you all for coming by and guessing. I love giving things away. I'm going to go look around for more opportunities.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Yep, I can recall that, but where I left the remote? Anybody's guess.
Back to the wood floors. I like them. They were one of the things that sold me on the house.
Next, we have grout closeups. Well, really, this is a close up of the tile floor on my one-and-only bathroom. Lately I've been seeing more new like this, but still not anything identical to this. I'm going to be sad when I finally have to replace it because I like this so well, it helps me get over the anemic yellow tile on the walls.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Lately I've been here and there at work and I notice things that would make a great shot and my hands tingle (I used to read this and think, meh-making it up) because I want to pick up my camera and take a picture. But I can't because it's back in my bag in my office on another floor.
So I'm reduced to taking a veritable bumper crop of sleeping dogs. Large sleeping dogs.
Like this one.
Then I've done paw studies. Here's one...
Then that wasn't enough. I opened my blinds and turned off my light to see the view of the south of the city. And promptly got Lauren and me in the reflection. (Right under my head is Turner Field, where the Braves play ball, and the building that is down from Lauren is Georgia's State capital building, with the gold dome. Real gold. )
Then I had to explain myself to the guy in the office next to me (the one who pulled me out of accounting into the business side) only, he didn't really ask, I think he's resigned to seeing the camera pop out now.
I'll be back tomorrow with some photo studies of the wood grain pattern in my floors. Or how about grout close ups?
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
New York may have it's Soup Nazi, but Atlanta has Souper Jenny. And when it's cold and raw like it was yesterday, nothing beats Jenny's soups: My Dad's Turkey Chili, Black Bean with Corn and Peppers, Mushroom, Tomato Pesto...vats of warmth and sunshine ready for consumption. The menu changes daily. You can buy quarts to take home.
Now, I am not yet bold enough to whip out my camera and brazenly take pictures of people eating soup. So what you are about to see are stealth photos of the view from my tabletop. In the first, Jenny (I think) is in the brown and pink T's and jeans...
Here's a good shot of the homey wooden counters assembled to dish up the soup. There's a $12 special: soup, bread, sandwich or salad, cookie and piece of fruit. Oh, and drink. The restaurant is cozy and bright.
From the time we walked in to the time we walked out, there were constantly people in line - we arrived around 1:45, and left around 3...
The great news is Jenny published a cookbook, and I left with one in my hot little hand. Today I shall go out and gather the ingredients for Chicken Tortilla Soup, the first soup I tried at Jenny's, and the one to which I lost my heart. Then I shall cook it in my kitchen, in the soup pots that get far too little use.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Anyway, the subject of my post is a pet peeve. I live in a neighborhood full of dog-walking, kid strolling, bike riding, runners and kids playing.
This morning, for the nth time, I was nearly run over by someone who refused to slow down for a pedestrian. It was a cab. It seemed as though the cab picked up speed after I was certain it saw us, but perhaps that was just a perception because it was a little scary.
I do all I can to be visible at night: I wear a reflective vest, and until the blinkies' batteries died, the dogs sported little lights.
But during the daylight, I say an adult plus one normal sized golden and one gigantor golden waving his fluffy tail high and proud should be pretty visible (illustration of normal and gingantor above).
Is anything urgent enough to run down people in a residential neighborhood where one should be driving the speedlimit anyway?
Friday, January 16, 2009
Faith is losing your job in what may be the worst economic situation in recent history and saying "God will take care of me. He was when he found me this job".
Grace is saying "I don't have one scintilla of ill will for this company. It was too good to me for too many years."
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
It's coming from a source in this picture. Can you pick it out?
I couldn't until I got right up on it. It's a shrub that's taking up the whole center of the picture. It has tiny white flowers - go back and look, I can't pick them out and I know they are there until I click on the photo and enlarge it. The flowers reminded me of a camellia--their centers--but otherwise I'm lost as to what it could be. But they have a lovely fragrance. Since I don't know what it is, I don't know if it's supposed to bloom at this time.
Hi, guy! Yes, there was a bonus. A year's worth of Colony Collapse Disorder on the major networks and GPTV made me think we were doomed. No honey bees in sight all year last year when they used to happily dance over my clover. And look who we have here. Yep, Mr. Worker Honeybee. He was the only one, but as I started taking pictures he appeared from underneath the flower.
So any of you plant people out there, can you tell me what this plant is?
And below is a little show on colony collapse disorder (ccd) by KQED public tv in case you're interested in ccd. One of my grandfathers raised honeybees so my ears perked up the first time I heard it on the news. Since then, I've seen features several times, but things don't appear to be improving.
Monday, January 12, 2009
I got it out Saturday, and went to the back back yard after noticing this lovely fragrance that I finally tracked down. What? Oh. The back back yard is yard that is mine but outside the fence so that the furkids can't get to it. There's an old barbecue built back there. It's really pretty neat and I keep meaning to go grill something back there.
This is not the source of the fragrance. But it is a snap I took near the source. It's dead blossoms from the oak trees that only recently were dislodged by the wind.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
1. It's obvious from your blog that you enjoy photography and one of your posts mentioned your lens envy. What is this mysterious lens that you envy so?
That lens is one I used at the photography workshop in Chicago I attended in November. It was a Canon 24-70mm wide angle lens that Me Ra Koh of Me Ra Koh Photography said she could shoot a whole wedding with (her husband would be using other lenses I'm sure) but she said this was the most versatile...so I envied it very much as all I had was a kit lens that came with my Rebel XTi and a 55-200mm lens that wouldn't open very wide. And I know you know that a wide aperture makes for great bokeh.
But here's the secret: In December I got a two refunds from the city and county, a benefits check I hadn't expected from an insurance company, and a dividend check and together they covered the lens cost. So no more coveting. I have it!
2. Why are you afraid of your basement? If you can't answer, I'll understand. Basements can be scary places.
Ha! In my short history with this house, my basement has been a source of furry undesirables, floods and, most recently and possibly most troubling to me because of the dogs, a snake. But I called critter pest control and they have evicted the furry undesirables and sealed the whole house including the basement, had contractors in to construct a water solution (really, every time it rained there was an epic flood complete with waterfalls), and I bravely dispatched the snake. Myself.
The fear is not what's past, it's not knowing what the basement has in store for me next.
3. What is your favorite magazine to peruse?
Ooh. This is a little hard because I love magazines. I would say Mary Englebreit's Home Companion, or Cottage Living (which I just learned has been cancelled to my everlasting dismay) or Domino. At least today. Next week I might be back in my news phase, in which case it would be a whole different crop.
4. What sort of music have you got loaded on that 80 gig iPod?
Lots of country (Tift Merrit, Allison Moorer, Shelby Lynne, Pat Green), classic rock (Fleetwood Mac, The Eagles, Jackson Browne, CCR), Jimmy Buffet, Corinne Bailey Ray, Norah Jones, Gomez, various Christmas tunes, and something most people don't know: Baguette Quartet. I found them on the Curious Sofa web site and scoured it until I figured out who they were. It's fun French cafe music. And an audio book version of the bible - I got it when I was taking a pretty intensive discipleship class. It was the only way to get the reading done. And now, in our current economy or heavy traffic, it's calming to listen to the Psalms.
5. Aside from your family and loved ones, what is your most precious possession?
Do the dogs count as loved ones? Good, then I...hmmm. Well, there are the earrings I bought with money I inherited from my dad. One is for my dad and one is for my grandad, his father. I would have said that until recently. And maybe they are still it. But I love my camera because it is a creative outlet. I use it to create, however imperfectly, so it's not static. The earrings are a legacy, but they are static.
Thanks, Kate, this was really fun!
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Saturday, January 10, 2009
[Yes, Marlene, you can have this pasta - it came from Cooking Light and I've slightly modified it for carb consciousness.]
Now, it was intended for use with fresh tomatoes. Hello, have you met my overtime, and what about year round? So I immediately determined to use diced, canned tomatoes. And, with it's white flour pasta, it's not exactly the carb police's friend----but, but, but if you use whole wheat pasta, another bullet is dodged. And use Splenda instead of the small amount of sugar added to the dish, and the transformation from yummy light dish to yummy light carb conscious dish is, well, I tried, anyway.
1 3 1/2 or 4 oz. goat cheese log
1 clove of garlic, minced (queen of quick says buy the can of minced and use 1/2 tsp)
1 can diced tomatoes (I can wax long on the search for the best diced canned tomatoes, suffice it to say my winners are pictured below)
2 Tbsp olive oil
1 teaspoon sugar (Splenda)
8 oz. mostaccioli or penne rigata pasta (whatever whole wheat pasta makes your skirt fly up)
1/4 tsp cayenne (or red) pepper (if you like spicy, feel free to turn up the volume)
2 Tbsp Balsamic vinegar (now, I lurves me some BV, so just know I dump in an eighth of a cup)
Thursday, January 8, 2009
But only if you're a girl.
Guys won't get it.
Tell her Molly sent ya.
**Including the comments, I swaney, those things are priceless
One, Bailey, is an escape artist and occasionally gets himself into scrapes that require rescue. Because they are inside cats. Bailey just didn't get the memo.
In the shots without my nephew, you can't really tell how large they are.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
I've always dabbled in photography. There was something magical about capturing a moment on film and later on a memory card. Really fabulous when the result is what you saw in the viewfinder.
Like most things, it's use it or lose it. Or maybe work it and grow it.
Last November, I did something to satisfy that desire to take good pictures. I don't necessarily have a burning desire to be a photographer, I just want to be the one who can take good pictures and capture the moment, the fun, the ages, the stages, places or states of being. So, I invested in a photography workshop and I convinced my friend Candi to give it whirl.
We had a great time looking at equipment, learning about how to control light, because it's all about light, what equipment mattered, what didn't, how to process...and we had a real photoshoot. Now you can see that too, just click here. Don't bother looking for Candi or me in the group photo, we had to leave in time to catch our flight home, so we weren't there. But you can see the results of the photoshoot.
What's the thing you do or always wanted to try that will let you tap into your creative side and enrich your life? Is it write, hmmm? it is paint, draw, crochet, quilt, sew, refinish, mold, design? Is it have a blog? Is it ballroom dancing? is it decorating cakes?
No, just stick your right foot in. Take your right foot out.
Stick your right foot in.
And shake it all about.
And that's what it's all about.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
They take their jobs seriously. Join us for a day in the life, won't you?
Gus and Cotton are taking up their posts.
Here, Gus is in position, in the lookout position.