Nothing big today… We saw the film, Proof, the other night. It was OK…not GREAT, not sucky. Mostly what I thought was that Gwenyth looks like the movie star version of my sister, Maya, which made me think of Laura Dern looking like the movie star version of me, and wondering who the movie star version of my sister, Melissa is…maybe Emily Longstreth, whom I thought looked like Melissa back in 1989, when she played Kevin Bacon’s girlfriend, Susan, in “The Big Picture”, which was a great movie, by the way. I’m not sure who else Melissa looks like. Someone, I’m sure. That got me to wondering about my brother,…

Well, I hope to hell that you all are wrong about the water that’s been leaking from the microwave being some kind of radioactive waste, because both Ted and I have already cleaned it up several times, with no gloves, just towels.  I put the microwave in the backyard this morning, since the counter was completely wet again this morning, and I don’t know if we can legally just throw it in the trash or not… Where do I buy a geiger counter, anyway? 

Has anyone ever heard of a microwave oven leaking water?  I have never heard of this, but ours definately is.  It’s not even plugged in, hasn’t been used in a day or two, but it put out a HUGE puddle.  This has happened several times, and ruined several of my cookbooks.  We’re going to trash the thing and get a new one, since it’s almost surely cheaper to buy a new one than to get this one looked at, and we’ve had it for maybe 10 years, but I think this is VERY weird.  Today, I heated up some soup on the stove at about 11:30.  The counter was dry,…

  “Scruples…They are unbearable to me, because I have suffered too much from scruples…” ~ Anaïs Nin All of this talk of infidelity and morals has me thinking…thinking about how some people see the ties of marriage as a pair of shackles, see the mores of society as beneath them, as not appyling to them, because they are ‘free spirits’, and thus, somehow above it all. I try not to be judgemental of folks for the way that they choose to live their lives.  If someone wants to have an open marriage, as long as everyone knows what’s going on, OK, whatever.  If, for example,  Anaïs Nin feels stifled in her…

Did anyone see this on the news or in person?  We didn’t go to SF to watch, but WOW, that’s a big ship.  So big she had to sail around the Cape, because she won’t fit through the Panama Canal.  Whew.  Photo courtesy the SF Chronicle, and you can find more pictures here.

Worse than being ‘Ma’amed’ at the grocery store, is when you’re buying fancy dog food at the neighborhood feed store, and the guy behind the counter says, “Your last name sounds familiar. Did you have any kids that went to (the local community college)”. My KIDS? Excuse me? Wait a minute, my Grandma was a Grandma at my age. A young grandma, but still….I’m officially OLD.

We have a semi-tradition, which is that once a year, we go to San Francisco to see “A Christmas Carol” at the American Conservatory Theater. It’s a nice tradition, gets us in the mood for Christmas, and sometimes there’s even ice cream involved. Well, with one thing and another, we didn’t go this year. So, should it be a year without theater for us? I hope not. Ted did a spot on the radio the other day for the Reduced Shakespeare Company, which is in our humble town for the month of February. I’m hoping we can go…I’d like to see The Complete History of America (abridged). Could be pretty…

Back when I was about 21 years old, living in Stockton, I had a little red VW bug that I named “Jelly”.  Jelly, by the way, was my nickname in High School for about 15 minutes when my best friend turned from another girl, Kelly, to say something to me, Julie, and it came out, “Jelly”.  Thankfully, it didn’t stick.  But anyway, it did stick for my car.  Jelly was a great little car, Candy Apple Red, with a home installed rag top.  She was a 1966, the same age as me (I was born the last day of ’65, but they make the ’66 cars in ’65 mostly, right?),…

Local folks, if you’re interested, let us know. :)  Deliveries March 22nd or soon thereafter. No pressure. 😉

OK, this is my new pet peeve. The thing that pisses me off. The BUGGER. Stupid Planned Obsolescence. I HATE when a product is introduced, knowing that in a few years, it will be yesterday’s news, and no one will bother anymore, because it won’t work with the new technology. My first experience with this, I think, was when my mom bought a Betamax. We didn’t have any kind of VCR device, and she went to Consumer Reports to find out which was the best on the market (Having learned her lesson from her Pontiac Sunbird, which was the worst year of the whole line, and ended up being a…

Thinking about my first husband, David Bowie, yesterday, started me thinking of his albums, etc, which led me to Cat People, which then, of course, led to cats themselves. I grew up with cats, though because Ted has HORRID, life threatening allergies to them, we can’t have any now. That’s OK, our dog is pretty groovy herself, and no allergies in the canine department. Thinking about cats, I started thinking about one of my pet peeves, which is people who let their cats run around outside. Here are my issues with outdoor cats: I don’t want cat poop in my back yard. If I did, I’d get a cat. I…

When we went to Portland this summer, my stepmom, Julie, gave me a copy of this book, Cool Yoga Tricks, by Miriam Austin.  When the book was written, they decided they wanted to take the photos in Portland, and since Julie has an awesome Iyengar studio there, the author contacted her, and Julie and my sister, Maya, posed for a lot of the pictures in the book.  Cool, huh? Anyway, I was thumbing through recently, looking for pictures of Maya and Julie (funny to have Maya and Julie that aren’t me and my daughter, Maya), and I saw this page, on curing headaches.  Supposedly, it helps with all kinds of…