merry merry, everyone

This Christmas day is coming to a close. We've had enough to eat for a week, I swear! Everything was tasty and delicious but I forgot to make some mashed potatoes with margarine instead of butter so Jonah couldn't enjoy my famous-with-the-kids dish. Sorry, Jonah. I wasn't thinking.

Everyone was happy with the presents they received. The kids were mega-spoiled, of course. It's a tradition. Richard spoiled me big-time, too. Somehow he managed to purchase a framed giclee of an oil painting that I fell in love with about 2 years ago at a gallery in Orlando. I had been keeping in contact with the gallery until they emailed to tell me that it had sold. Richard returned to the gallery while he was there for work and arranged to buy one of the 50 giclees. I was so shocked when I came downstairs and saw it hanging on the wall! What a sweetheart he is and so thoughtful. I forgot all about the painting, thinking it was unattainable. Here is a picture of the painting; it is called 'Timeless' and is by the artist Edson Campos. You can view his web page here.


















Richard was surprised to see that I covertly purchased a very nice sport jacket from a store that we visited while we were in Niagara By The Lake. It is an Irish store where everything is made in Ireland. This jacket is hand woven and is so incredibly soft. He looks so dapper in it!

From what I'm reading on my friends' blogs this hasn't been a very pleasurable Christmas for some. One of my friends, Donna, was supposed to fly to Michigan from California and got bumped from her over-booked flight so she was unable to come. What a disappointment. And from the sounds of 2 other friends' blogs, a friend's shoulder is what they could use most.

This time of year can be so hard to get through without getting caught up in the stress. Little things turn into big things and then big things explode. Trying to keep sane through it all can be very draining.

My daughter's good friend traveled to North Carolina to be with his dying mom and she passed away at 3 a.m. Christmas morning. I send him and his family my condolences. Not a very happy Christmas. My daughter traveled down to meet the mom a few years ago and her friend said that his mom kept a picture of my daughter in her room. How touching.

So here is my wish for all of my family and friends for 2008:

May you keep your head above financial waters, your mind in a peaceful state, your bodies healthier than ever, and your loves close to you forever. Above all, may you all keep things in perspective knowing what is truly important. Love you all...

Panty lines!

Okay. I'm all for a woman's right to go topless wherever a man can. But check out this new Japanese fashion trend. It jumps over a line, I think. That line is 'class.' I'm talking about the skirts. The scarves don't even deserve comment.

http://www.snopes.com/photos/risque/skirts.asp

My knickers are not in a stitch!

I just got back from England and the time change is catching up to me. I might fall asleep as I write this...

My very good friend, Veronica (see blog here), asked me to take part in listing 8 weird things about myself as she did in her blog. I am not so sure I can contain it to 8 but I will take the best of the bunch. I'm going to stretch the definition of 'weird' to include 'anal.' Sometimes I think I am more anal than weird. But you be the judge.

1.) I prefer to sleep during the day and stay awake at night (well, maybe not tonight). I might have been a bat in my last life, or maybe an owl.

2.) Loading the dishwasher and getting the most in as possible is a fun challenge for me. I will wait and wait to run it until I think every spot that could possibly hold a dish is taken. (See! Anal!)

3.) I happen to think women's breasts should be able to see the light of day the way a man's can.

4.) I notice people's teeth. Probably because I am so self-conscious of my own smile.

5.) I love washing my hands with sand. You've never felt a clean such as this.

6.) Someone playing with or doing my hair is the ultimate for me. That's why I love George so much; he always runs his hands in my hair and shakes it to see how it will look after he has cut it. He does this a lot. It's wonderful! He will shake my head so that my boobs jiggle which is okay because George favors men so it's just funny.

7.) I hate guns, violence, and war. I know that is not weird but it is something that is deep with me.

8.) I like to sing but Hannah always says, "Hey, Mom, who sings that song?" And when I answer with the name of the artist she says, "Let's keep it that way!." (I'm thinking of 'The Baby-Rocking Medley' by Rosalie Sorrels. It is a song of finding patience with children. I tried to find a link to it to post here but came up empty. ITunes, you don't have everything!)

By the way, I'll be posting soon about my trip to England. Maybe tomorrow.
Yawn.

Bara Bröst!

This translates to 'just breasts' and 'bare breasts' in Swedish. This article in a Swedish newspaper reports on exactly what I've been ranting about for a long while now: a woman's right to be bare chested where ever a man can be without the threat of being arrested. My point has always been one of equality. From the article:

"It's a question of equality. I think it's a problem that women are sexualized in this way. If women are forced to wear a top, shouldn't men also have to?"

A lot of women that I have discussed this with think that women shouldn't be allowed to walk around shirtless. But do any of you truly (and I mean TRULY) believe that it is okay for a man to be topless without any repercussion but a woman should be thrown in jail for it? That is discrimination, cut and dry.

I know that it would take this country many, many generations to shed the stigma of women being topless in public. We are a society that views women's breasts as sexual objects, not as the life-sustaining glands they truly are.

Americans have a few too many hang-ups in my opinion. Let me share a story on this topic. It will prove my point about how breasts are viewed.

I was shopping at IKEA with my daughter and her boyfriend a few years ago. We encountered a woman sitting in the cafe nursing her child. My daughter's boyfriend was disgusted with the sight of this, "She shouldn't be doing that here!" He and I then engaged in a heated discussion. Of course I told him that I thought women should feel free to nurse their babies in public without any second thought. That's what breasts are for. And that's what I did. But he was so appalled.

Later, as we were walking around IKEA and the subject long gone, I brought up the fact that some day I wanted to visit the nude beaches in Greece. I told him and my daughter that I would like to experience being on a topless beach where it was no big deal, not like here in the States. Well, my daughter's boyfriend piped in all enthusiastic saying that, yeah, he would like to check that out, too! (Ah-ha! I got him!) I said to him "So, you think it's okay to look at a woman's breasts on a nude beach, drool over them in sexual fantasy, but to see a woman nursing her baby is disgusting?" I told him how demented that point of view was.

I don't think I will see this change in my lifetime here in the States. We need 'hippydom' to become all the rage again; you know, open minds. By the way, did you know that it is legal for women to go topless in New York? And Ontario's topless equality laws have been tested a number of times and remain on the books. There's also a social movement called 'Topfreedom' that is all about equality.

That's what it's all about: equality.

Look what's to come....

It's in the works...I'll be posting all about it!
http://www.thegrove.co.uk/

It's been six wonderful years!

This past weekend Richard and I celebrated our '6-year anniversary of meeting.' I surprised him with a weekend in Niagara-On-The-Lake, Ontario, just north of Niagara Falls.

We started out on Friday by checking into the By the Courthouse B&B then headed south to have dinner over the falls at Skylon restaurant.

There was a fantastic view of the falls and of the surrounding area. We ordered a bottle of 2002 Merlot from a local winery, Southbrook, and drank every drop. It was very good and whetted our taste buds enough for us to search out that winery the next day.

After dinner we headed to the Niagara Casino where I shed my no-luck-charm and Richard showed me his magic at the craps table. He managed to turn $100 into $240! He had a super-long rolling stretch when it was his turn, the longest he's ever had. Usually he loses if I am standing next to him but not this time.

On Saturday we walked through the cute town, walked a bit by the water, and then started our wine tasting tour. Lailey vineyards was our first stop with Inniskillin next. Then we tried wines from Marynissen, organic at Frog Pond Farms, and finished at Southbrook. And we didn't even get tipsy! Well, maybe a bit hummy in the head.

Of course we had to check out one of the locks along this river. And it was our luck that there was a ship just entering the lock so we were able to watch the whole (really cool) process. Richard was in his glory!

I made dinner reservations at another winery, Strewn vineyards. The dinner was good and the wine was okay. Richard actually ordered a different vineyard's wine! One thing that Richard and I both agreed on was that the wines from this area taste watered down compared to California (or other) wines. We liked Southbrook the best and that one had the most ummpf. But I will say, I enjoyed drinking wine without heavy tannins; it was quite refreshing.

From there we headed back to downtown Niagara-On-The-Lake to laugh our way through 'The Circle,' a play written by Somerset Maugham, at the Royal George Theatre. Quite a delightful play. The actors were all very good at the tiny details that made the dialog almost continuously humorous: from injecting a rolling grumble to body and facial expressions that made you giggle. I can't wait until next season. Now that we've found this place I know we'll be back over and over.

I have to thank Veronica for suggesting Niagara-On-The-Lake to me for Richard's surprise. Her husband took her there for her birthday this year and, yes, they DID get tipsy!

To cut or not to cut: OUCH!

I found this story on reddit that, to me, is a bit humorous and quite serious at the same time. I didn't wrestle at all with this decision when I was pregnant. If I had had a boy he would have been left 'in tact.' I think this notion of cutting for cleanliness is as outdated as the belief in witchery. And just as crazy.

An ideal running 'mate'

Here's what I think Hillary ought to do. She should pick Bill as her running mate. Anyone else think of this?

Choo Choo! (more ranting)

Diane Rehm had a very interesting segment on her NPR radio show about our Amtrak passenger rail system. Her guest speakers were a democratic senator, Frank Lautenberg from New Jersey; a congressman from Oklahoma, Ernest Istook, Jr.; Ross Capon, executive director of the National Association of Railroad Passengers; and Derrick Cain, a reporter for the National Bureau of Affairs.

Apparently, there is a bill that Senator Lautenberg is trying to pass that would allow the requirement that Amtrak become self-sufficient to be lifted and a new program devised to help Amtrak move in a direction of becoming a more passenger-friendly rail system.

The congressman from Oklahoma is not in favor of this bill and thinks that we should demand that Amtrak become self-sufficient.

Let's think about this. Gas prices are sky-rocketing. People are looking for more ways to be 'green.' Air travel prices are going in the same direction as fuel prices. Our population is growing. We need alternative transportation methods that aren't being developed fast enough.

Our passenger rail system is a joke compared to elsewhere in the world. When I road the rail in Germany, their trains are accurate to the MINUTE. If the train is due at 13:43, by golly, it arrives at 13:43! If we need to, let's look to other more efficient systems to use as a model. I'm sure when Europeans come to our country for the first time they are befuddled and bemused that they can't take a train or two to get to where they need to go. "These Americans!'

Senator Lautenberg points out that in every country that has decent passenger rail, they are subsidized by the government. And I can see why.

Rail travel should be the norm in my opinion. This country should have the best and fastest rail systems imaginable. We have the resources. We need to get off our spoiled butts and realize that developing a good country-wide rail system wouldn't be moving backward, it would be moving forward. And the government, with MY money, can help facilitate a well-run system.

I would like to ask Mr. Istook how he votes when it comes to foreign aid. I would much rather MY money be spent on a good, efficient rail system that would blow away Europe's system than to send more of MY money abroad to buy weapons. I only wish that when I paid my taxes I could check off boxes and fill in amounts as to how I want MY money spent.

Happy Happy to you, Den!

Happy Birthday to my wonderful brother, Dennis.

(Shown here with our mother.)

April, 2007: Hannah takes on San Fran!

I'm making an attempt this year to travel one-on-one with each of my daughters. This is the trip I did with Hannah over spring break of this year, in April. I took her to San Francisco, her first time there. There was so much to try to do; of course there is never enough time for everything.

The first weekend we went sailing with Richard. It was a bit choppy and just a wee too windy for a small boat so all we could do was sail out in the channel to the bay and then turn around. Sounds short but that took about an hour.

Also on that first weekend, we took a drive down the coast on the infamous Highway 1. We found this lovely beach with a couple of big caves carved into the rock. There was (unfortunate) evidence of people using the caves for various purposes but all-in-all it was pretty pristine. The carving you see Hannah doing was actually just writing with a stone.
We spent a while at that beach just enjoying the fact that there were no other people around. Richard, of course, had to get his feet wet and play in the water a bit.

Ahh...true love forever! Richard etched this heart in the sand with our initials in it!

These pictures of jellyfish were taken at the Monterey Bay Aquarium. This aquarium is the best aquarium I have ever been to. It is well-known around the world and has an annual attendance of 1.8 million. It holds 35,000 plants and animals representing 623 species.

Richard had to work during the week but Hannah and I played. We took a ferry over to Alcatraz one day. Once you're over there, it's a pretty well put together tour. Everyone gets their own independent headset and you can walk through at your own pace. Parts of it were narrated by some of the actual prisoners.

Here is Hannah cruising around the prison, checking out the escape routes.

And here is what a typical cell looked like. Can you imagine living in such a cramped space??
I think I would rather die. I'd at least go insane. I start going crazy when I don't get out of the house by early afternoon.

This cell shot is showing how 'the great escape' was pulled off. That is a dummy head you see lying on the pillow made from a homemade cement powder mixture, soap, and toilet paper. The authorities never found the guys who escaped and assume that they never made it to land.

We spent one day exploring Muir Woods, a beautiful redwood state park. I just love the smell of the forest. And in California, with the extra flavor of eucalyptus in the air, noses get the best treat!

I'm not sure if you can read the
dates on this tree sample but the birth of the tree was the year 909 and the year it fell was 1930. I wish I could grow that old as gracefully!
We had a great time in the city by the bay and I hope it will be etched in Hannah's memory forever.

Here are a few more random pictures of our trip.

Barbie does the Titanic!

Here we are eating dinner 'down below' on a floating boat restaurant called Forbes Island restaurant.

Hannah enjoying downtown San Fran, taking in the sights.

Hannah being sassy. Pthhhhh!

Early training for the good life.

More jellyfish. This one was taken at the Pier 39 aquarium.

Just chillin' by the fire in the apartment.

San Fran in October

Ahh...San Francisco! Every time I go I say I want to stay. And I would if I could.

My good friend, Lori Peak, joined me last week in San Fran. We had a great time catching up. Since she moved to the other side of the state (Muskegon) we don't see nearly enough of each other. Here she is just as we crossed the Golden Gate Bridge to the Sausalito side. We spent the afternoon checking out that quaint city, having lunch and just lollygagging around.

Lori is a pretty fascinating person in that she has experienced so many diverse things in her life. She is the first woman to gain seamanship status in the US Navy! And boy, is there a story to tell there! Also, she was CMO for Wright Airlines (now defunct) back when the glass ceiling was VERY thick (not so long ago, actually). Now she is a principal for two correctional facility schools in Muskegon, MI. She previously worked at a maximum security prison in the Detroit area. And as you can imagine with that background, she has a TON of interesting stories. I keep encouraging her to write a book. I even think her life would make a good movie. Lori is a woman who knows the true meaning of perseverance and is a terrific role model for the females in her life.

Lori and I found this little alcove of shops in Sausalito that had flowers galore along the sidewalk and above. This was a beautiful flowering tree, one of which I had never seen before. The flowers were a cross between a rose and a hibiscus. My camera has a feature where I can tell it to choose a color and it will photograph in black and white everything except what it see in that color. It's a lot of fun to play with. I couldn't resist having Lori stand in front of this tree with her red shirt. Unfortunately, Lori had to leave on Friday, the same day that another good friend of mine, Donna Brown, arrived. I would have loved for them to overlap; the laughing between the three of us would have never ended. Both Lori and Donna know how to have a good time!

In between Lori leaving Friday morning and Donna arriving Friday night, Richard and I took his son, Nathan, to dinner and then out to see 'Guys and Dolls' in San Jose. Wow! What a production! As some of you may know, the lead character's name in that play is Nathan Detroit. Richard's son Nathan was called Nathan Detroit by his aunts and uncles while growing up. So it had a special meaning to both Richard and Nathan. During the intermission Donna called to say that she had arrived at the San Jose Amtrak station so Richard and I left Nathan at the theatre to go pick her up and used Nathan's ticket to sneak Donna in to see the last part of the show. Don't tell anyone.

Donna lives in San Luis Obispo which is on the coast in central California. She was born and raised in Michigan and I miss her being here. We've had some absolutely crazy times that only special friends can share. Hopefully I will eventually make it out to California for a stint of my life and we will have the opportunity to see each other more often. Boy, does this blog sound like all my friends leave me?? I'm just lucky enough to have them all over the place!







On Saturday, Donna, Richard, and I took a ferry to Angel Island, an island in the Bay. We had a riot riding Segways. Segways are those crazy, two-wheeled personal transporters that you might have seen in the airport or maybe someone riding one on the sidewalk in a city like DC. It took a few minutes to get the hang of balancing and turning but once we 'felt' it, there was no stopping us. Well, up until I saw a steep hill that I had to wheel down. I was okay until Richard mentioned skiing. I like to downhill ski but I don't like to ski fast. And sometimes when you start down a snowy hill it just takes you and I'm not that experienced to not get nervous when the speed kicks in. So when he said 'skiing' my body froze for a minute. The guide was cool, though. He went down with me and as soon as I realized how easy it was to slow down on the Segway I started to enjoy the steep downhill. The neat thing about the Segway is that you can't go too fast. In order to accelerate you must lean forward and if you reach the max speed it pushes back. So, really, there is no way to go too fast. These Segways that we were on would go up to 12 miles per hour.


So here we are. I'm in the red helmet, Donna is in the blue helmet singing that well-loved song, 'Hey, hey, we're the monkeys!' and Richard, well, he's the tall, handsome one.

And he's a supreme court justice...

I know this post is not about my travels but bear with me. I have to blow off a bit of rekindled steam.

Would you, knowing that you got away with something by the skin of your ass, and after 16 years, stir the pot again? Clarence Thomas is even dumber than I first thought while listening to his confirmation hearings. And I couldn't have thought lower of his lying ass then. (Sorry for all the ass.)

I'm sort of glad he has written this whining, oh-woe-is-me book. It is forcing all those sorry senators to face the music - they confirmed someone who clearly was not fit to sit.

Please check out this interview with Angela Wright on NPR. She was the women waiting in the wings to testify in support of Anita Hill.

It just amazes me sometimes how many unqualified people lacking any ounce of integrity gain power.

Live from Birmingham!

Well, it's about time! After realizing that I have difficulty remembering what happened on which trip I've decided I can't put this off any longer. I've got to write it down. My mammory is reflecting my age...I mean MEMORY! Well, my mammories are showing my age, also, but that's a personal problem.

Richard and I spent the weekend of October 6, 2007, in San Francisco in order to attend our friend's wedding. That would be Barrett Lyon and his now betrothed Rachelle Sterling. Whereas the number of invitees were quaint and low, the event was quite a high.

They chose a Saturday that would provide their guests with quite a show in the sky. First, while mingling on the 6th floor roof of the Vitale hotel overlooking the bay, before the ceremony, we were all treated to the Blue Angels air show. I had never seen them flying before and it was fantastic. The precision with which they flew together was awesome. And when one plane flew straight up only to shut off his engines and fall straight down (of course he came out of it okay), it took my breath away. It made me realize how boring it must be for regular commercial pilots, always flying in the same path at the same speed...no adrenaline rush there. But that's okay. I fly a lot and don't need any extra adrenaline rushing.

After a very untraditional ceremony (Barrett's father is a lawyer and performed the nuptials) that brought tears to my eyes we all headed to Pier 40 to board the Merlot. While cruising around the bay we had a very tasty dinner. Music was being played on the top level and a few of us danced a bit.

Then at about 9pm we had another show in the sky - wonderful fireworks! It seemed as though they were performing just for Barrett and Rachelle. How romantic!

We did manage to see Richard's son, Nathan, this time. Nathan is attending Stanford for his doctorate. It's nice that Richard's job is so close; he works in Sunnyvale and Nathan is in Palo Alto only 10 minutes away on a good Hwy101 day.

The three of us had a very good meal at Il Fornaio in downtown Palo Alto and then we moved to a more 'campus' atmosphere, a bar called the Blue Chalk Cafe. They have a shuffle board table there and we managed to stick around long enough to secure the table. Nathan ended up the winner and it was his first time playing!

I'm headed to San Fran again in a week to meet my friend Lori out there. I'll post again and let you know about all the fun!