Musings

  • Goodbye

    Goodbye to those I loved, lost one sad spring… My Granddad, whom I never had the chance to meet… My dog, whom I cherished… My Grandpa, who spoiled me and who I loved utterly… Spring of ’88, a time of falling in love, while at the same time, saying goodbye, so sadly, over and over again. This is my attempt at the Sunday Scribblings challenge.

  • I’m Old…

    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.

  • Local Theater…

    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…

  • A Day in the Life

    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?),…

  • Misc. Friday Stuff

    I was at an all day meeting at work yesterday, and it was interesting and fun, but I don’t talk about work on my blog, so that’s that.  But, since I usually write my post the evening before, and post in the morning, I don’t have a lot of time to post much now.  Gotta shower, get ready for school, walk the dog, etc.  What to do?  Just miscellaneous stuff, I think, is the way to go.  Some of this stuff could easily be flushed out into long, serious posts of their own, but not today. 1. A piece of advice.  If you don’t keep your glasses in the SAME PLACE…

  • Measuring Success

    I’ve been thinking about goals lately. I’m the kind of person who works well with goals, as long as they are easily identifiable and quantifiable, and also fairly attainable. In the morning when I wake up, I start making a mental list, a list of things that I need to get done. Then I compartmentalize them into blocks of time – get up, brush teeth, check email, read a few blogs. Check work email, answer any that are pressing. Shower, get dressed. Wake Maya, dry my hair, make the bed, feed the dog, make Maya’s lunch, make breakfast, get out the door by 7:30, walk dog while taking Maya to…

  • Planned Obsolescence

    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…

  • The Cat Who Walked By Himself

    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…

  • Headache Cure?

    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…

  • Of Curry and Singing…

    Growing up, we at one point lived in a house in ‘downtown Fairbanks’, Alaska. I put that in quotes, because it was such a small town, I don’t know if it would be legal to call it a downtown. Anyway, we had several roommates during our time in that house, one of whom was a chef named Jerry. One of Jerry’s specialties was a chicken curry, which became a Christmas dinner tradition in our household for many years. My mom loved making the curry, and our good friend Linda and she would put it together every year. I think it was more of a Jamacian curry than an Indian one,…

  • Happy Birthday to Me!

    Today is my 41st birthday…that seems wild, since I don’t feel any more mature than I did when I was 21 or 22…maybe that’s the secret to the fountain of youth…stay immature! For my birthday dinner tonight, I asked Ted if he would get me cracked crab with garlic butter, some wine (or maybe champagne?) and some french bread. He decided to do me one better on the French Bread, and get garlic noodles from Thanh Long. Oh my. They are SO yummy. So, yesterday, we drove into the city in search of garlic noodles…but we thought, why go all of the way to San Francisco, our favorite city, and…

  • The Memory Keepers Daughter

    I’m about 2/5 of the way through this book. Reading this has been a difficult task for me…not that it would be for everyone, but it was for me. Those of you who have read my blog for awhile know that I didn’t know my father or my sisters growing up, that I met them when I was 21 (dad) and 22 (sisters), so I missed out on a lot of their lives, as they did mine. One thing that I missed out on was that I had an uncle, Bobby, who had Downs Syndrome. He was my father’s older brother, and he died before I had a chance to…

  • A Question…

    Me:  Why do  you think some people start their Christmas shopping in August, while others wait until December 23rd? Ted: Because some people are women, while others are men. Me:  That sounds about right.