Ramblings

Not what I intended to sew

2010-05-23T21:58:00.000-04:00

May is the time of graduations and wedding showers. A lot of wedding showers. Apparently now the thing is to have a theme shower - as in having-you-guests-dress-up theme. A friend of mine went to a '50's shower today. I get to attend a Princess (as in the bride wants to feel like a princess) shower Tuesday. I somehow volunteered to make the "Princess Apron" for the guest of honor. No idea how that happened. But 5 yards of tulle later we have a Princess Apron!

This is not what I had intended to do with the very little Sunday I had to myself today. I did manage to embroider the bride to be's initials on a cute polka dot apron and matching tea towels. Unfortunately the very easy two hour dress if I could find two hours is not yet done. MAYBE tomorrow evening.....

I will not be dressing up for the Princess Shower unless I can go as the Evil Stepmother. Just sayin'.

Finished projects

2010-05-09T17:25:00.001-04:00

Yes - I know that neither of these are the fabric and/or pattern I last posted. These were much quicker projects for me to complete so they are done. The shirt dress is somewhat more complicated and so I am working on it as I have appropriate time - and patience.

Dress number 1 took about 2 hours - it's a new look pattern that was suggested on Gorgeous Fabrics for the fabric I used on the second dress. I have enough fabric left I am going to make a t-shirt that will, hopefully, be fun with black slacks or skirt.

Dress number 2 is a Burda and took about an hour. I have been wearing it with a cute brown braided belt and an orange sweater. Friday I threw on a jean jacket over it and felt pretty snappy!

Green Apples is modeling a darling sweater that is calling my name....

NEXT!!

2010-04-24T12:00:00.001-04:00

I have been checking out this fabric every time I wander through JoAnn's. Today I noticed that it was on SALE for 50% off! The perfect time to strike - but what to make? Strolling past the pattern files with the fabric clutched to my bosom, I saw this pattern - made out of the SAME fabric! If that is not a sign from Tim Gunn then nothing is! I am making version B which has the cuffed bands. No ruffles etc. - that all seems just a little much for me.

Fabric is in the washer and I have cleaned the sewing machine in preparation. Still doing a play by play of the sari fabric in my head before I take scissors to that fabric. I would be beyond sad if I messed that up!

2010-04-13T11:22:00.002-04:00

Very cool site!

So much for daily blogging.

2010-04-10T17:47:00.000-04:00

Clearly, daily blogging is not my strong suit. Oh well, once a month is better than once a year!

I am going to start sewing more since the "procedure" changed my body has changed so drastically in the past six months.

My darling sister scored a Vogue pattern for me on sale for $3.99. This might not not seem like a big deal until you realize that a Vogue pattern retails for $22.95. What the WHAT? $22.95?!? Seems a bit steep! But, thanks to my sistah volunteering to search out said pattern for me in OKC, I now have a pattern for a dress that I am sewing to wear to a engagement party to be held on the veranda of a fancy shmancy hotel.

My mission today (and oh yes, I totally accepted it) was to search out just the right fabric for said pattern. I was thinking a solid color maybe a soft coral la la la.

I bought turquoise and gold sari fabric,

I KNOW!

Who would have guessed I would go THAT direcgtion. So not like me to do any blue, but there you are

I LOVE it. It is a soft turquoise, not too bright, with pale gold curlicues all over with a swirl pattern on the border. Here is a horrible picture taken with my iPhone:

I am going to do a muslin first so I know exactly how much to shorten it so I don't lose any of the border. Here is the pattern I am using except that I am adding sleeves. Could not talk the doc into lipo-ing the batwings while he was revising the chest!

The trim is a pale gold braid. Will post a pic when I have finished!

78 Degrees in the Nation's Capitol!

2010-03-20T15:44:00.000-04:00

Wowza! Snowing to beat heck in Oklahoma and 78 degrees here. How weird is that!?

I hear that Pioneer Woman has sold her true love story to be a book and possibly a movie. Have to say I would probably have to miss that one - even if it comes to the Lifetime Network. I was a little put off by all the "hiney tingles" last time I read her blog. Guess I am getting old.....

Steve is putting away all 3,000 frames that are now residing in our living room. I am, of course, trying them all on as soon as he unpacks them. Some of them are gorgeous and some are.....butt ugly. Suppose that means there is something for everyone!

Bored Bored Bored

2010-03-15T09:01:00.000-04:00

The life of a reconstruction patient is not as glamour-filled as one would think. In fact, I can not think of one instance of glamour experienced since this all started.

Last night I did not get to sleep until after 3 a.m. and then woke up at 7:30. That hardly seems fair. The incisions under my arms (starting just behind my arms on either side) itch and the brusing from the lipo is intense. I was not quite ready for that much brusing. Not sure what I was expecting, but this aint it!

Almost one year has gone by since my last post

2010-03-14T10:13:00.002-04:00

And lets stop to think what all has happened.

I know.

Was told that a mass was found in my uterus, had that removed, started a new job, found lumps in my breasts, had bi-lateral mastectomy with reconstruction, Steve was "let go," moved, was fired from choir ON CHRISTMAS EVE THANK YOU VERY MUCH, Steve's mom had a stroke, Steve's diaconate process was put on hold, Steve got a new job, had another surgery....I think that's it. I think that is more than enough.

While I like Facebook, I have a lot more to say, and really do not want to say it to the free world. Hence the blogging. I have no tales of Unfortunate Sharpie Girl, or croning ceremonies, but I am guessing the next bra fitting story will be a doozy.

One would think

2009-03-31T20:48:00.003-04:00

One would think that since I last blogged that something fabulous had happened.

Not so much.

Work is going great. That means that there is no great drama, just normal people doing normal things. It is a fabulous thing I must say. Such a departure from the last gig!

The Cherry Blossoms are in bloom and are completely magnificent. I am hoping to take a trip to the National Arboretum on Sunday. It is said to be as fabulous as the Tidal Basin and much less crowded. It is hard to believe that I have become such a DC snob - I can barely stand the tourists who are rude, pushy, and litter with reckless abandon. I saw a guy roll down his window and yell at one to pick up her trash the other day. It was an awesome thing. She did as told, which was pretty hilarious. Sadly, she will go home and talk about how incredibly rude people are in DC!

Stay safe everyone!

GOOD NIGHT NURSE!

2009-03-15T14:05:00.002-04:00

It has been 2 months since I blogged - shame on me.

I wish I could tell you it is because of the fascinating life I have been leading. In reality it is because I have nothing nw and exciting to tell you. Except of course the new job.

The new job really is quite wonderful. Everyone there is so normal; and normal is a very very good thing.

I did climb on the scales today and screamed with anguish at the number that appeared. I need to staple my lower lip to my forehead for a month or so and lose all this weight. I am working on it and hope to have it gone by July 11. Why July 11? Because that is when we go to the beach! YAY! Max will be mobile this time so this might really be an interesting adventure!

I will TRY to be a better blogger....

2009 - Not so much

2009-01-15T18:39:00.002-05:00

I wish that I could tell you that so far my 2009 has been full of all things bright and beautiful (extra credit for those of you who can hum the tune to that hymn). However, I am in a slump.

I did take a Fantastical Field Trip with my knitting buddies, Sue, Paula, Lisa, and Cathy. We discovered a very important thing: do not, under any circumstances, try to show the driver of the vehicular vehicle knitting patterns while said vehicle is on the beltway going 80. It causes the rest of the car to yell, "HOLY SH*T!!" in unison and, and at the top of our lungs. Some things never change, and lots of girls of any age in a car is pretty much a recipe for fun.

I can report that I have knit a scarf in the shape of baby alligator for Theo-dorable to wear to school. I do not fear that it will be lost forever in the bowels of lost and found; I fear that my sistah will take one look at it and appropriate it for herself (note to sistah: I have a pattern for a grown up alligator and probably can be talked in to knitting one for you. Just tell me what color you need).

Now that the alligator scarf is done I can begin the Viking Hat for Magnificent Max. Yes it has horns and the whole 9 yards - it would not be Viking Hat without them! Where were these hats when all of our kids were attending Hefnerd Middle School. home of the Hefner Vikings! As if any of them would have been caught dead in one! But Max being 10 months old really has no say in the matter. Consquently, we can plop any type of hat his mother will agree to on top of his sweet head.

So now you are caught up with the fascinating life of me so far in 2009. Aren't you glad you checked?!?

Erin beat me!

2009-01-04T20:34:00.002-05:00

Erin beat me this year in posting my resolutions!

1 Lose 30 pounds. Don't act like you don't think I need to...I do. This includes walking for 30 minutes every day. There I said it: every day. This will be the hardest one to keep!

2. Get my business of bags and accessories off the ground (see my site at www.labellasogno.com)

3. Quit trying to please people who will just not be pleased, no matter what. (Lots of bosses fall in this category!) Of course if #2 really works out then I won't have to worry about this!

4. Watch less mindless TV. D0 I really need to see that episode of "Law and Order" for the fifth time? I think not. Mindless does not include ANYTHING on the History Channel - that's educational!

5. Be more spiritual.

That's it. I think that is more than enough for me to keep track of!

When am I EVER going to feel better?!?!?

2008-12-13T22:19:00.003-05:00

I am full-on cranky that I am not back to 100%. Steve tells me that these things take time, but patience has never been my greatest strength.

On other fronts - I am very proud of all of you for thinking of those less fortunate this Christmas. We all know that I love loot, but knowing that we are all doing our part is even better.

Besides, Steve bought new tires for my car that I am absolutely giddy about! Do I really need anything else? Does this mean I am completely grown up now? Sigh....it was bound to happen sooner or later.

Back in Maryland

2008-12-02T20:41:00.002-05:00

We made it home around 2 this afternoon. I started laundry and spent the rest of the day as a slug. Bob is home (and going to the groomer tomorrow), so all is right in the world.

Weird

2008-11-21T21:24:00.004-05:00

Today was my last day of work and I wasn't even there for it. Pretty weird.

If you need me, I am at home. Hopefully mending. Definitely knitting.

Well hell

2008-11-18T21:00:00.001-05:00

A crack in the "minor ring" of my pelvis and three ruptured disks.

Boo

2008-11-17T22:29:00.004-05:00

Still hurting. I have stopped taking the steroids so at least my stomach doesn't hurt as much anymore. Besides, I read the side effects, some of which were: "acne, weight gain, and (my personal favorite) flatulence." Nothing like a middle aged, zit-faced, overweight, cranky woman who is jet-propelled to bring a little sunshine into your life. Just ask Steve! The cane just adds to the delightful picture of me that you now have in your head.

The MRI was Friday and it was not fun. The tech had to strap my ankles and knees together to make sure my hips and pelvis were in the correct position. It was pretty painful, but at least he had good music playing. He said that he can't listen to anything too peppy because people tend to dance around even through they don't mean to. I thought that was strange because, really, there is not a lot of room to dance around in while in the MRI machine. I will have to take his word for it as he is the pro. Anyway, what he played I knew all the words to so I sang along. Apparently I am the first one to sing along as loudly as I did. Go figure.

Bob has been the perfect heating pad, and has made it is job to sleep right next to my left hip. This, of course, is at great personal sacrifice to him. If he would just sprout an opposable thimb so he could open the refrigerator and get me a Diet Coke....then he would be the perfect dog.

Thank God I still have yarn to knit and Law and Order reruns to watch....

I took a wooden nickle

2008-11-12T08:43:00.002-05:00

Grandma Geneva always used to tell us not to take any wooden nickles, and don't fall down and break your leg.

Somewhere along the way someone slipped me a wooden nickle.

Although I did not break my leg, there is much speculation that I cracked my pelvis and/or hip. This, let me assure you, sucks.

So here is what happened: I was leaving Stitches East in Baltimore, heavily laden with treasures I had picked up while there. When I got to the parking garage, I changed my mind mid-step about which direction I wanted to go. My feet where headed right and my body left. Neither won. My left foot flew out from under me and I landed on my hip with a resounding "THUD."

Good news is that no yarn was harmed in this process. I had enough wits about me to make sure that fabulous cashmere I found did not touch the ground. Priorities people!

After I leapt back up with precious little dignity intact, I made a beeline for the car and started home. I figured a nice warm bath, an Advil, and a glass of wine would cure me. Yeah right.

About 3 a.m. I thought I was gonna die. But I didn't want to go to the emergency room quite yet because I really needed to wash my hair (again with the priorities). My hairdryer was still down in the car because I had only unloaded my precious yarn, and I didn't want to wake Steve up to go get it. I am not claiming rational thought - I am just recounting the events.

At 6 Steve gets up, takes one look at me and declares we are going to the emergency room. No argument from me. So off we go, me dressed in my finest sweat suit, but with clean hair!

I am the only person in the emergency room and am whisked in right away. A 12 year old doctor orders xrays and percocet. He is my friend. The xrays show nothing, but Dr. 12 Year Old thinks that maybe I have cracked my pelvis and/or hip. It's just not showing up. I am sent home with a perscription for percoset and directions to stay off my leg. No kidding.

I have spent two days in bed taking percocet. I was really looking forward to having wild funky drug induced dreams with no pain. That was not meant to be. The percocet is NOT living up to its reputation. I still hurt - a lot. I hurt so much that I cannot sleep. No funky dreams...just being hurty.

So here we are on Wednesday. I am going to my regular physician today at 2:15. Not sure what she can do for me at this point, but I am hoping something to make it stop hurting. My sweet cute husband has been taking wonderful care of me, and I have been petting all my yarn, but I am ready to stop hurting.

Send more cashmere. Maybe that will work.

Just do it

2008-11-04T11:07:00.003-05:00

No matter who you vote for, this election is one for the history books. Don't pass up your opportunity to be a part of that.

My husband the over achiever

2008-10-06T19:31:00.001-04:00

Herniated TWO disks in his back.

Off to see the specialist.

Everything and Nothing

2008-10-03T03:52:00.002-04:00

While a lot has been going on, I have nothing to report. We are in the strange limbo land of waiting.

The Prior is preoccupied with the Wall Street Crises, so no decision there yet.

Steve had the MRI on his back, so we are waiting for someone to read that and tell us what to do next. Pretty sure it is a herniated disk.

I hate waiting.

Unity Walk 9/11

2008-09-14T17:16:00.002-04:00

Today I volunteered at the Washington DC Unity Walk 9/11. It started out at the Hebrew congregation (with a muslim call to prayer - very cool). and made its way down Massachusets Avenue past many embassies to the Ghandi memorial park. Stops along the way included a Catholic church, a Sikh Temple, the National Cathedral, the Greek Orthodox church, and the Russian Orthodix Church.

The walk also passed the Khalil Gilbran Park, the Islamic Park and finally ended up at the Ghandi Memorial Gardens. The walk was led byArun Ghandi.

There were probably 1500 participants in the walk, and the Christians/non-Christian ration was about dead even.

It's a start......

Hard Hearted Hannah

2008-09-06T20:44:00.002-04:00

We did nothing today but stare out at the rain. And it was fabulous.

My alter-ego

2008-08-30T16:17:00.000-04:00

Even MORE things I learned while fishing

2008-08-18T08:32:00.004-04:00

This week-end was the Wine, Women and Fishing event in Virginia Beach. I was greatly anticipating this week-end because 1) I secretly think off-shore fishing is really cool. Please don't tell anyone 2) Sue and Mike needed a fun and relaxing week-end. The funeral for George and taking care of Lisa and the kids has really worn them down.

So I drive down Saturday afternoon. Very uneventful except for the fact that the traffic at the tunnel was so slow I actually could knit while driving (I have decided that when you are going under 3 miles per hour it is OK to knit). I drive to the docks like I have been doing it for years thanks to my handy dandy Molly Magellan. Sue, Christine, and I go to Harris Tweeter (it's really Harris Teeter but we think we are so funny when we call it Harris Tweeter) which might be the greatest grocery chain ever. We bought way more stuff than we ever needed, which came in handy later.

OK. Back at the boat all our tournament team mates arrive and we go over to the tournament Kick-off event. Please keep in mind that the name of the event is Wine, Women, and Fishing. We are there about 20 minutes and they run out of wine. WHAT? Not a good thing to announce to a crowd of women who forked out serious money for this event. The mood was UG-LEE. I decide that I will drink a beer and have a Land Shark. Great beer, and hilarious name. All I could think of was the old Saturday Night Live skit.

We have dinner and hit the boat to go to bed because we are setting out at 5:30. Yes, my little possums, 5:30 in the morning.

At 5:30 off we go with a song in our hearts and great plans to catch THE BIG ONE. I take Dramamine so I am sea worthy, thank the Lord. we go 72 miles off shore because big fish need big water. Someone should have told the fish that that is where they needed to be. We did not catch a single thing all day. Nothing, nadda, zip. We did see lots of porpoise, whales, sea turtles and flying fish. That was very cool!

At 3:00 the tournament is officially over, and we have had a fabulous time making up all kinds of fish dances, wearing a fish eye (A fake one. We didn't poke the eye out of some bait and wear it on our foreheads. Good grief people!) in the middle of our foreheads (The All Seeing Fish Eye). That was an interesting site of 6 women doing all this nonsense! I even yelled SOOOOOOOOO-EEEEEEEEEEEEEE Fish. But alas we were fishless.

At 4:15 on the way back in, (we are taking our time because why do you want to be back early if you LOST?) we hear an odd noise coming from one of the engines. Very odd. So odd that Mike comes flying down from the bridge and orders us out of the stateroom. He open up the engine room door and black smoke comes pouring out. Even in my non-nautical state, I know that this is not a good sign.

The boat is shut down. Words in combinations I have never heard come streaming from Mike's lips. The port engine is blown. Bear in mind that this is the engine they just had rebuilt at the tune of $23,000. I would have come up with interesting combinations too. Actually I think I would have gone into the state room, laid down on the bed and sucked my thumb. Sue and Mike are more pro-active than I. They chose to tell the engine what they really thought of it and its ancestory.

Now we have one engine to limp 62 MILES back to shore with. This is where the over-shopping at Harris Tweeter came in handy. We proceed to eat. And eat.

After about an hour, we get a call from a boat who has heard us contact the Coast Guard. They are heading our way and will pick up any passengers who need to get back sooner. Carol and I decide we will go back since we have to work on Monday. The boat pulls up, we hop on, and away we go.

Turns out this couple is from Yukon, Oklahoma! She went to OU! He went to OSU! She is Henry Bellmon's niece! We are friends for life now. We have bonded like only Okie's can. Carol and I are sending them a "House Divided" flag to thank them for the ride.

We get back to shore at 8:35 p.m. and I load up and start for La Plata. A three hour tour (insert Gilligan's Island music here). I straggle in at 12:05 a.m.

So no fish were caught, precious little wine was had, but it all makes a great story now, and I am glad I went.

This needs to be said

2008-08-13T07:31:00.002-04:00

Steve and I are attending a funeral today for a friend of ours who died last week at the age of 47. George leaves behind a wife, a 15 year old son and a 12 year old daughter. George's died of a massive heart attack while on vacation in Minnesota.

George did not believe in life insurance.

Lisa, his wife, has a good job. In fact she works for my buddy Sue, who happens to be Lisa's sister. But Lisa is now around $20,000 in the hole because of the expence of the funeral, flying her and her children back unexpectedly from Minnesota, the transportation of the body, etc.

Go buy life insurance.

And while we are on the subject, I want Rite I at my service and I do not want Amazing Grace played. If cremating me is cheaper, do that. I know some people object to cremation because, "How will God resurrect your body if it has been burnt up?" He's God. I am guessing that if He can create this beautiful world we live in, He can handle putting my body back together as He sees fit.

What a dork

2008-08-08T17:05:00.001-04:00

This is Bob's favorite way to hang out.

No, I am not becoming a realtor

2008-08-06T07:11:00.003-04:00

But that is what this picture reminds me of! I had to have a head shot done for Leadership Southern Maryland, so here it is.

The nice thing about this picture is that you cannot tell that one of the strategically placed buttons on my blouse came off as I was putting it on, and that my pants and shoes definitely do not match the top half of my body!

On other notes, it is 10 days until my big off shore fishing trip! WOOT! I hope to have pictures of all us wimenz with ginormous fish. And hopefully someone else will clean said catch.

Help!

2008-07-25T10:36:00.002-04:00

I need your help! I am participating in the Chesapeake Bay Wine Women and Fishing Tournament on August 16 and 17th. The boat we are going out on is called "No Good Deed..." We are trying to come up with some clever sayings to go along with that phrase (other than "goes unpunished"). The idea is for the front of our t-shirts to say "No Good Deed...." and the back finish the phrase. Put on your thinking caps and if we choose yours I will send you a t-shirt!

Beach Pictures for your enjoyment

2008-07-20T19:28:00.009-04:00

Dunes on the way to the beach
Erin and Theo on the way to see the ocean for the first time

Two very cute boys

The best street name ever.

Fun footprints in the sand...

We are back!

2008-07-19T21:06:00.002-04:00

We are back from the Big Beach Adventure! I think I speak for all of us when I say we had a blast!

Steve is compiling a list of top 10 hilarious things said during the week. A reference to that is the previous entry. If you have never heard a 3 year old sing Johnny Cash then you, my friend, have simply not lived.

Pictures to come when I find the cord to the camera............

This one is for you, Theo!

2008-07-19T21:05:00.001-04:00

I have found THE outfit for THAT ceremony

2008-07-08T18:58:00.002-04:00

ROCK AND ROLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Things I learned this weekend

2008-07-07T10:38:00.002-04:00

1) Off shore fishing is exciting! I really want to do it again so I can try to catch something other than another boat.

2) I am a weenie. Reeling in said boat nearly killed me off - my shoulders and hands are still sore.

3) Dramamine is my friend. Taking one before getting on the boat and before we went out was a good idea.

4) Dramamine should be Steve's friend too. 'Nuff said.

What do you wear to this event?

2008-07-02T08:18:00.002-04:00

The possibilities are mind boggling.

Twin set with pearls and a linen skirt, while a classic, are not your best bet. And who would have ever thought in a bajillion years that I would be invited to an event where this uniform would be considered "odd." My trusty black sling backs are not event appropriate.

Think aging Stevie Nicks.

Lots of flowing multi-colored layers. Butterflies are a popular motif as are stars. In other words, go to your closest dress-up bin and raid it.

Lots of nothing that I own in my closet. While I do have a kick-ass "I Love Lucy" costume complete with fire red wig, I have nothing that I can twirl around in while warbling "Sarah."

For which all of my children are eternally grateful, I have no doubt.

What kind of gift do you take to this kind of event?

2008-06-18T16:24:00.007-04:00

I have neem invited to an interesting ceremony. Here is what I found out about this. My comments and concerns are in red.

Frequently Asked Questions And, oh yes, I do have quite a lot of those.

At what age can I be croned? Although traditions vary, it's generally accepted that age 49 (one’s 50th year) is the minimum. Many women wait to be croned until they’re 56 or 60. In my experience, each decade, starting with the 5th, brings its own challenges and blessings, resulting in newly harvested wisdom. Why in the name of heaven would I WANT to be called a crone?!

Do I have to be post-menopausal? No. Today some women still bleed in their 60s and others experience menopause after an operation in their 30s. We honor this rite as a woman's (blood) mystery, but the timing depends more on age (see above) and personal readiness than biological factors. Jeez people do we have to talk about this?

Who does the actual croning? Do they have to have a license, are there requirements or credentials of somesort?
Again, traditions vary. Typically initiations are conducted by those already initiated. If initiated crones are not available, women who deeply appreciate and acknowledge what it means to be a crone can conduct/priestess the ceremony.

Who can participate? And how can I gracefully decline this invitation?
Ceremonies often take place in women's circles, gatherings, and conferences. Private ceremonies can include crones only, women only, or women, children, and men. While those conducting the ceremony and performing the it should be women, all participants can honor the new crone and engage in other aspects.

Can I be croned more than once? Why would you want to be croned once much less twice? I am still not getting it.

Can I be croned for the first time at 70 instead of 50? Claiming our wisdom is a constant process: One can never be croned too many times, and it’s never too late. I’ve been croned in a personal ceremony, with circle sisters on a weekend retreat, and with new and previously initiated crones in gatherings of 100-300 women. Each ceremony is a unique celebration, an opportunity to reaffirm old commitments and make new ones. That is a lot of crones.

Can I be croned in a group ceremony before I have my personal ceremony? Oh good grief.....
Yes; there is no order in which to be croned. Participating in large group cronings will often spark ideas for a personal ceremony and vice versa.

Do I have to have a crone name?
Many women take this opportunity to rename themselves or take a special name, but it is not a requirement. Some one has probably already taken Lady Morgana Willow-elf so you will have to come up with something different.
Do I have to make commitments?
Croning is a significant step, a recognition of wisdom gained through years lived. Although not required, I strongly encourage the new crone to act on her wisdom by making a three-fold commitment to healing--herself, her community (however she defines it), and the earth. This can be simple or elaborate, general or specific.

Guidelines for a Personal Ceremony Oh thank God there are guidelines
The ritual can follow a celebratory meal (save the dessert until after the ceremony)It can take half an hour to two hours HOLY CRAP! depending on the size of the group and how many people speak, please, PLEASE do not make me speak give gifts, etc.Use the ritual structure of your tradition (or contact me for a general outline);
Select songs and chants that feature old women, crones "100 bottles of beer on the wall " is my choice

Call crone goddesses, ancestresses, crones of ancient times We are all going to hell...

Decide what will symbolize the initiation--a flower or star garland crown, a crone staff, a cloak or shawl, a ribbon or flower lei, a special gourd I personally would want a wand, IF I was ever going to do this. Don't panic Erin I am not going to get croned and embarrass you in front of all of your friends by announcing that I have done so.
Decide what will be used to represent the passage (a birthing into cronehood)--a gateway, threshold, curtain, a woman’s legs (she stands on a chair) what?

If people will be present who don’t understand the significance of the ceremony or of reclaiming the once-revered designation of crone, give a brief explanation. That would be me-cowering in the back waiting for the wrath of God to strike us all.

Everyone participates in honoring the new crone--written or verbal blessings, stories of her wisdom, poetry, song, chant, drumming, dancing (building toward the moment of croning) I am NOT dancing, chanting, drumming, or rattling. Out of my comfort zone.

The new crone crosses the threshold, emerges between the legs WHAT?, parts the curtain
Once on the other side she can be anointed with Hecate oil, rose petal water, rattled, wanded with lavender Trust me, I am rattled at this point for sure
The priestess asks for her crone name (if she is going to take one) and commitments
Then the priestess says some appropriate words and blessings as she presents the new crone with her symbol of initiation (placing the crown on her head, the cloak/shawl around her body, the staff or gourd in her hand) If we have not been zapped yet this is where it will happen...
Songs, chants, drumming/rattling
Other symbols and gifts can be presented to the new crone I am guessing some lovely handmade soaps are not the type of thing one presents to a new crone. Just a guess.

The new crone speaks her wisdom, gratitude, expands on her commitments
End the ritual in the traditional manner
Celebrate with food and drink
Enjoy the afterglow ICK
This is just one of many possible ways to conduct a ceremony.

I hope I don't start giggling like an idiot during this whole thing. Clearly I am way too Midwestern to be comfortable with all of this.

I am declaring myself for this candidate

2008-06-12T21:21:00.001-04:00

Yep - I am that girl

2008-06-04T12:16:00.003-04:00

I bought one of these along with 4 or 5 other gals in my office. It is the greatest thing ever invented - I mean this thing really works! My feet, that normally look like they need a belt sander, look fabulous.

I will warn you: The dumping of the shavings IS gross....

Nutella

2008-05-31T07:31:00.003-04:00

I had Nutella prior to the big trip to Italy, but had the American made version...not the Italian kind. There is a difference.

While we were in Italy I tried to pack as much Nutella eating as possible into each day....Nutella Gelato in Venice, Nutella on my morning bagette in Florence, Nutella crepes in front of the Pantheon. Yum-O!

When we got back to the good ol' US of A, I picked up some at the local Safeway. While it was certainly Nutella, it wasn't my Nutella.

And then I found an Italian market that imports the real thing.

Yes, it really is that good.

Memorial Day

2008-05-26T17:24:00.003-04:00

This close to our nation's capital, the emphasis on Memorial Day is not as much about cooking out or starting the summer. It is about remembering the fallen heroes who have fought for our country.

There were lots and lots of events from the President laying the wreath at the tomb of the Unknown Soldiers to Rolling Thunder. All were totally appropriate as was the prayers we offered during church on Sunday to remember those fallen heroes and those serving in our country.

Let us not forget to also pray for peace in our time.

GROSS!

2008-05-20T10:54:00.000-04:00

Why can't anyone leave well enough alone?

The world is officially coming to an end.

Dirty tricks may come and go

2008-05-13T10:14:00.003-04:00

But Team Mimi is forever. Theo, Max, and I will be sporting these at the beach. Didn't figure anyone else would want one. If Steve can have matching swim trunks then I can by gosh have t-shirts. Rock on and GO DOG GO!

My head did not blow up - but it could have!

2008-05-08T16:08:00.003-04:00

Since Steve has blogged about the Maryland Sheep and Wool festival, I thought I probably should as well.

What I bought:

2 skeins of Tilli Thomas Plie in Burnt Orange. It is not really burnt orange, more of a rust. A lovely yarn of 100% silk with glass beads interspersed through out. What I am going to do with it I have no idea. Right now I am thinking an ascot - but I might use it as an edging on a sweater.

1 Hank of mohair in peach (sorry Erin) from Puckerbrush Farm. No link I am sad to say, but trust me it is be-U-ti-ful! And as soft as a cloud.

1 kit on how to make felted flowers from roving (unspun wool). Sue and I each bought one so we will have to schedule a craft day.

Steve and Mike were as well behaved as we expected. I don't think either one of them expected that many people to be there. I did take some pictures of some really cute pygmy goats. No fainting goats much to my grave disappointment. It is probably a good thing; I just would have wanted one, Steve would have said no, and there we would have been: Me with no fainting goat and hacked off about it. Yes, it is a good thing there were none there.

Another disappointment was there was no tomato vine yarn. It had all sold out by the time we found the booth. There was some that was called "grubs" and it was as gross as it sounds.

Last night I went on a Myster Dinner (yes another one) and we ended up in Old Town Alexandria and made wine! It was great fun and I can hardly wait for 6 weeks to go by so we can go back and bottle it and label it. It was with the Southern Maryland Women's League and we get to design our own labels for the wine. Then we went to a candy shop and had chocolate and champagne (because life is short - eat dessert first!) and then to Underwoods, which apparently the new trendy place to be. Since there was no grandbaby being born, I did not buy a round in his honor.

Be proud of my restraint at the Maryland Sheep and Wool festival....I know I was!

Maryland Sheep and Wool Festival

2008-04-30T10:06:00.003-04:00

You know how Theo's head was about to explode with joy at Touch a Truck Day? Mine is due for explosion on Saturday when Sue and I go to the Maryland Sheep and Wool Festival on Saturday. Remember the Tomato Vine yarn? It is supposed to be at said event along with every kind of yarn that I could ever want along with some "I didn't even know I wanted!" (to quote young Mr. Simpson when he was a lad).

Mike, Sue's husband, and Steve are going with us. I am not sure that their hearts will sing with joy as will ours (love that phrase Erin). However, they did promise, albeit after several scotchs, that they would go with us. I have a feeling it will be an "Affair of the Heart" type atmosphere only with sheep. How could that not be a good time!?!

There will be sheep shearing contests and dog herding contests (can I borrow Daisy?) which should keep them entertained for about, oh, seven minutes. I guess they will have to content themselves with people watching for the rest of the time. I expect it will be the parade of humanity as those types of events usually are.

I will take my camera for live action shots of Steve and Mike dozing on a bench.

I am a big dummy

2008-04-29T20:13:00.001-04:00

The cable to the modem came loose. Steve re-attached it and now we have phone and internet.

Yes - I feel like a big goober.

If you are looking for me...

2008-04-28T08:57:00.002-04:00

Call me on my cell phone. Our home phone modem is shot so we have neither phone nor Internet service. Thank God the TV still works.....

Saturday night Sue and I went to a bachelor auction. (Now before everyone gets all excited, there were really only 4 bachelors on the block out of about 25 "items." The rest were things like landscaping, gym memberships with a personal trainer etc.) Sue and I pooled our resources and bought a Potomac River cruise for 6 that includes appetizers and drinks on the boat and then a crab feast at the home of the couple who donated the cruise. Yes, we are taking our cute husbands and one other couple.

This was an event that neither one of us wanted to go to. We really kind of had to talk each other into it, but, since we had purchased tickets and told another friend we would go, we felt like we had to go. Sue picked me up in her "classic" (i.e. old) Mercedes two seater. We were driving up 301 thinking we were all cute and sassy when the trunk flew open. Our cuteness and sassy-ness ended real quick when we both freaked out. Then all we could do is crack up at ourselves the rest of the way up the road. By the time it was all said and done we were glad we went.

This morning I opened my e-mail to find that I have been invited to a Pajama Party on the June 6 complete with chocolate martinis. I guess I will have to come up with something other than one of Steve's old T-shirts and a pair of flannel pants to wear. I am seriously considering footed pajamas, but I don't know how this group would roll with that.

If Only

2008-04-14T10:30:00.002-04:00

If only I could stay at home and work in my pajamas. SIGH.

Holy Guacamole this is FABULOUS

2008-04-09T13:59:00.001-04:00

Maryland Sheep and Wool Festival

2008-04-08T09:12:00.002-04:00

The annual Maryland Sheep and Wool Festival in Saturday, May 3, 2008. On my list of things to look for is the above hand spun yarn named "Tomato Vine." I have no idea what I will do with it once I purchase it other than laugh every time I look at it.

Which really makes it totally worth the purchase price.

A New World's Record

2008-04-03T15:53:00.002-04:00

Today was destined to be one of those days. You know the ones I mean: nothing turns out quite like we think it ought and we are generally out of sorts for the duration.

I had to be in Leonardtown at 7:00 this morning. This means I had to leave my house at 6 a.m. We were not amused.

So I go to the Leonardtown Rotary meeting at 7 a.m. (the second Rotary meeting I have attended in the past week) where I listen to the coordinators of one of our programs proceed to tell the group that we really don't have anything to do with their program - they just basically rent space from us. CLUE: HUGE No-No.

After my head stopped spinning and my eyeballs returned to their sockets I had to get up try to speak civilly about how wrong this pin head was. Fun Times.

I then go to the Leonardtown office where the first thing I see is a big poster on OUR door promoting and fund raising event for a DIFFERENT non-profit. What. the. hell. As Erin would say/write.

After that was fixed, I got in my car to come back to the office (by this time it is 10:30) I receive a call that my boss has decided that she wants me to write a grant. A grant that is due by noon tomorrow.

Well boys and girls, it is 4 p.m. Eastern Standard Time and I have just finished said grant and made all 16 copies that are required.

I am going home to hide under my blanket now.

Update

2008-03-31T21:34:00.004-04:00

Since my father fussed at me for not updating my blog....update I shall.

Of course the most fascinating and exciting thing that has happened is the arrival of Max and his large feet. That is the first thing that everyone tells me about him. The pictures on Andrea's blog confirm that Max's feet are indeed ginormous.

Thursday night while Andrea was in the throes of Labor (this word should always be capitalized when used in this context. Ask any mother.), I was in Little Italy in Baltimore having a cooking class and drinking wine. Quite a lot of wine as it turns out. I ended up buying a round in honor of Max's impending arrival, much to the dismay of my husband when I told him how much said round had cost. No new shoes for me for a month or six. But it is not everyday when one has the opportunity to celebrate in such a manner!

Saturday night Steve and I attended the Wild Turkey Federation Dinner with Sue and Mike. This is not, as Erin assumed, a dinner given over to the consumption of Wild Turkey. In her defense, since I called her several times Thursday to check on Andrea (during above mentioned debauchery) I can understand why this was a natural conclusion on her part. But no, this was a dinner honoring the sport of hunting wild turkeys. It might have been more interesting had we actually consumed said beverage. Never have I attended a more patriotic event with so many guns being raffled away. I almost won a cane with a wild turkey head, but I was outbid by $5. God was truly with me that evening.

Sunday Steve was good and I was bad. I did not attend church. I did, however, get to speak to Theodorable quite a while. He told me he had turned his ears off and had earned a spot in time out for that. Then "we" talked about monkeys jumping on beds, trains, Max, Erin, monkeys some more, trains some more, and then we were finished. Pretty funny stuff!

This week is another crazy meeting-ever-day week so it is very possible that I will not be updating for a day or two. Don't fret: I will get around to it!

SWEET CRACKER SANDWICHES!

2008-03-20T08:33:00.004-04:00

Where has this been all my life? It is called the Wiener Tiara Bake. If anyone deserves a Wiener Tiara it is definitely ME!

I have no idea what gourmet delight is surrounded by this magnificent Crown o' Wieners. Does it even really matter?

UPDATE: Just found out that the gourmet delight surrounded by Crown o' Wieners is sauerkraut! YUM-O!

Apparently, you have to hold your mouth just right

2008-03-19T20:58:00.002-04:00

Or at least I do when I knit. Not only that, I look like I am doing FearFUL knitting, not FearLESS knitting - all over a scarf called "Math Geek!"

The Governor and Me

2008-03-03T13:12:00.003-05:00

Oh yeah....and my boss and a co-worker. BUT STILL!!!

The Sqare Shape Song

2008-02-26T08:18:00.002-05:00

I had the opportunity to sing this song yesterday with a group of young friends. Trust me: hilarity ensued. So I am passing it on to you so you too can hold a square shape and jump, jump, jump.

We had laminated square shapes (mine was yellow, of course. I didn't even have to bite anyone to get it) and after sittng "criss cross applesauce" to begin with, we sat with our legs straight out to more easily facilitate putting our square shapes on our toes.

(Sung to Twinkle Twinkle Little Star)

Put your square shape in the air
Hold it high and keep it there.
Put your square shape on your back
Now please lay it in your lap.
Put your square shape on your toes
Now please hold it by your nose.
Hold your square shape in your hand,
Now will everyone please stand.
Wave your square shape at the door,
Now please lay it on the floor.
Hold your square shape and jump, jump, jump.
Now throw your square shape way way up!

Please commence.

It's our turn

2008-02-22T07:29:00.002-05:00

Maryland has been hit with a sheet of ice. As of right now, I am supposed to go to work at 10, but that could change if the weather worsens (and it is supposed to...I think).

Since I have been home with the 48 hour Bubonic Plague, I really don't mind at all. I have my new lap top, plenty to knit and/or sew, a little wretched dog who is always more than happy to take a nap with me, and stuff to make grilled cheese sandwiches.

AND my husband made me tomato soup last night using Pioneer Woman's recipe. It was YUM-O! He used fat-free half and half, lots less butter and it was fabulous. He even liked it and he doesn't care for tomato soup. He just made it because I am sick and he knew I would enjoy it.

Thanks honey for taking such good care of me!

I have the best husband

2008-02-18T16:51:00.003-05:00

How do I know this to be true? Because I am typing this on my new lap top said wonderful husband purchased!

Too exciting!

Please let me explain.....

2008-02-11T14:44:00.001-05:00

we are planning a June excursion to Ocean City! With all our wonderful children and our (soon to be) two precious grandchildren!

2008-02-11T13:25:00.000-05:00

Whis was/is Sam Hill and why do we use his name in vain?

2008-02-09T16:53:00.000-05:00

Sam Hill is an American English slang phrase, a euphemism for "Hell", or "Damn" (as in, "What in the Sam Hill is that?"). Its etymology is uncertain, however it first appeared in print in America in the Seattle Times Newspaper in reference to James J. Hill (Jim Hill). Jim Hill was the legendary "empire builder", whose railroads included the Great Northern Railway (U.S.). He was a man given to notable rages when anyone dared to oppose one of his grandiose schemes. So frequent were these tirades that the paper carried as a standing headline: "Jim Hill is as mad as Sam Hill."

Other published usages include "go like Sam Hill" or "run like Sam Hill" - in reference to Colonel Samuel Hill of Guilford, Connecticut who perpetually ran for office in the late 19th Century.[1] However, he was apparently so unsuccessful that except for a brief mention in the Encyclopedia of American Politics, 1946 edition, there is scarce evidence that he existed.[2]

Another explanation links the phrase to Sam Hill, an Abenaki Indian basket maker who lived near Saratoga Springs, NY in the early 19th century, known for the baskets he sold to tourists and for his disheveled appearance.[3]

Others have suggested that the "Sam" in the phrase derives from Samiel, the name of the Devil in Der Freischütz, an opera by Carl Maria von Weber that was performed in New York in 1825.[4]

Ultimately, the expression may simply be derived from a bowdlerization or alliteration of "hell" with "hill" when used in 19th century America by frontiersmen, especially when they needed to clean up their language in the presence of ladies.[5]

The alternate history webcomic Roswell, Texas refers to "Sam Hill" as being a Texican monument (in the story's continuity, the Republic of Texas did not join the United States, but remained a nation unto itself) similar to Mount Rushmore, but bearing the faces of four Texas heroes named 'Sam': Sam Houston, Sam Walker, Sam Colt and Sam Clemens, a.k.a. Mark Twain.

The Oxford English Dictionary indicates that the origin is unknown. That is probably more reliable than any of the above sources.

What the Sam Hill is going on?

2008-02-08T14:52:00.000-05:00

What is with this rash of people whipping out their guns and killing folks?!? Students killing fellow students and teachers, husbands killing wives, teachers killing students....we have a full-on crazy happening here people!

Ash Wednesday

2008-02-06T13:10:00.000-05:00

I will walk from Eden to Gethsemane
I will listen to the Word
I will pray for strength and courage
I will accept the feelings stirred;
I will look upon temptation
I will look into my heart
I will catch each judging comment
I will understand my part;
I will sing in my abundance
I will cry with those who mourn
I will share what I have witnessed
I will know myself reborn;
I will love my fearful spirit
I will hang upon the cross
I will die, and lie, transforming
I will rise above the dross;
I will learn that I am worthy
I will teach the Love that comes
I will walk from Eden to Gethsemane
I will see them both as One.

Anon.

Romantic Roma

2008-01-31T16:53:00.001-05:00

To ensure that we return, Steve and I tossed the appropriate amount of coinage into the appropiate fountain.

The olive trees were beautiful

The forum - in the very way back is where Julius Ceasar was stabbed.

The Coloseum

Needless to say, these are not all of the pictures that we took - just the tip of the tip of the proverbial iceberg!

Andiamo (let's go) to Pisa and Orvieto!

2008-01-29T08:15:00.001-05:00

I realize this is not the greatest picture in the world of the Leaning Tower of Pisa. However, it was the best I could do under the conditions!

Yep. Still leaning.

Here are beautiful olive groves along the way to Orvieto

Orvieto is charming. It is a town carved into a "mountain." I would go back here in a heart beat.

While in Orvieto, we had lunch at a wonderful restaurant in a grotto. The truffle pasta might have been ONE of my favorite dishes!

Forever Florence

2008-01-24T10:13:00.001-05:00

The beautiful countryside.

the city bathed in the warm glow of a sunset (do I wax too poetic?)...

and the promise that if you touch a certain pigs nose you will return.

We also saw the tomb of Michaelangelo.

The inside of the duomo of Santa Maria was magnificent.

I have no idea the name of this statue but my husband has decided it should be called "Unfair Fight."

I think that Dante (as depicted in stone here) would agree that flying for 11 hours jammed in a too small seat should be added as one of the circles of hell.

Ah, Venice

2008-01-23T06:32:00.000-05:00

Home of Carnival and mysterious masks....

Charming canals...

Winding, narrow streets lit from above...

Romantic gondola rides...

St. Marks sqare that features a statue of St. Theodore slaying a dragon (I wonder if his Mimi called him Theodorable?)...

Oh yes! And that dashing young Italian chef who is planning on opening a restaurant in Alexandria VA

This is the one to whom I promised Erin's hand in marriage. I don't think that it would hold up in a court of law because there was molto wine and limoncello involved in the entire conversation. That and my Italian was about as good as his English.

Frankfurters in Frankfurt

2008-01-20T17:03:00.000-05:00

In Frankfurt, one eats the frankfurters presented without a bun - just two little pieces of baguette. That of course did not bother me one iota.

Caio my little friends

2008-01-20T07:05:00.000-05:00

We are home and very very tired. But we had a fabulous time! I have so many favorites that it will take me a day or two to sort them all out.

I can tell you that my first meal in Europe was in Frankfurter and I had....(wait for it)....frankfurters. I of course took a picture and will share soon.

Bon Voyage

2008-01-08T13:14:00.000-05:00

My next post will be filled with giddy descriptions of our trip to Italy - we leave tomorrow! To say that I am excited would be a gross understatement.

Please pray for our safe travel.

I have decided to Knit

2008-01-07T19:59:00.000-05:00

Yes, just like that, I have decided that I am a knitter. No-I have decided I want to be a knitter. Hence the fearless knitting in 2008 button there at the right.

I am in the process of knitting a red scarf in a basket weave pattern. I have no idea upon whom I shall inflict said scarf. It's not the greatest in the world, but I am having a good time doing it! My friend Sue knit me a darling purse for Christmas and inspired me. She assures me that I can do this so: onward!

I am better....I think

2008-01-05T17:58:00.000-05:00

I think the strep part is fine - now it seems to be the antibiotic that is getting to me! I have not been able to sleep at all since I have been taking it. Weird.

Today I started my list for packing. As we all know, I love a good list. For that matter, I love a bad list; I just love lists. I have my carry on packed with one outfit and jammies in case my suitcase ends up in Iberia (even though Spain is close by) and I have to punt the first night. How horrible would it be not to get my suitcase and have to buy all new stuff?!?!?

I have not yet picked out my reading material for this trip. The problem is that I read too darn fast. I can knock off a paperback or 3 on the way to Oklahoma! I really do not want to have to cart that much reading material with me. I am downloading a book from iTunes (THANK YOU MAUER FAMILY) for my iPod. Please suggest something to read on the trip/and or listen to...I need lots of suggestions!

Once again, Life proves to be unfair.

2008-01-03T07:21:00.001-05:00

I leave for Italy in 6 days.

I have strep throat.

It's time

2007-12-31T07:07:00.000-05:00

Yep - a short year ago I was resolving to continue my intense dislike for TO and all things Dallas/Texas related. While frivolous at best, that was a resolution that I was able to keep all year. This year maybe I will work on something a little more substantive.

These are in no particular order just in case you were wondering.

Have more patience with the people who disagree with me. I am so busy thinking, "Will you please just hurry and see it my way!" that I am not truly listening to what the other person is trying to tell me. Who knows, I might change my mind (then again, I might start to like Dallas too).

Quit joining groups/clubs/things and then be resentful of the time they take. Either be all in or all out.

Take a trip with my sistah. The last time we took a trip together it was in the back of a Ford station wagon on the way to Colorado Springs. Maybe Santa Fe or some artsy fun place (and I know she loves Santa Fe!) Hope you think this is a good one, Dawn, since if you don't it is really going to mess with the success of this one!

Lobby for a Sonic Drive-In to be built within a 25 mile radius of my home. This is a purely humanitarian effort to make the lives of the people in my community better.

Continue my obsessive love of shoes - it's good to have one you know you can slam dunk.

Others that are between me and God for now. Those are the really important ones...and the ones that will take all His help to keep.

Blessings in the New Year. I love all of you!

Christmas Excitement

2007-12-26T09:59:00.001-05:00

For those of you who have missed the tales of Midnight Mass, let me just give you a few highlights:

The eggnogs were a hit! We named one the virgin eggnog and the other the trollop eggnog. If you have read the posted recipes then you completely understand.

Betty should have had a shot of something prior to the service - perhaps it would have prevented her from passing out in the front row and completely throwing her husbands game off as he tried to preside over the service.

The Advent Wreath is not safe close to the choir. Or maybe the choir is not safe close the the Advent Wreath. My hair is a little singed and my ear a little tender from being too close to week two's candle.

Again with the Advent Wreath and the Choir: Helen's sleeve proved to be made of completely flameable material. Fortunately, Bill was there to smother it. Thank God he did not breathe on it because he had discovered the trollop eggnog at the reception prior to the service. It wasn't really flaming, just seriously smoking which was enough to freak us all out!

In spite of the excitement, the service was lovely. There were french horns and violins in addition to the choir and it was great fun to have all of that when "Joy to the World" was sung as the recessional.

Hope your Christmas was fun!

Only one week left

2007-12-24T18:06:00.000-05:00

You thought this was a shameless plug for my birthday didn't you. How crass.....

One week until we talk about the ubiquitous New Years resolutions.

DC and Old Durham Church

2007-12-23T17:31:00.000-05:00

The National Christmas Tree. While it was cool to see it in person, I was somewhat under-whelmed. I guess I expected George and Laura to be standing on top of it waving to us as we passed by. They weren't. Bummer,

Here is our little church's front doors. I have a somewhat burning desire to paint them red every time I walk up the path.

This is the window I look out while I sit in the choir. I like the ever-changing view with the seasons.

The church was decorated for Christmas even though it is only the fourth Sunday in Advent. At least there is no baby Jesus in the manger. I would have to protest loud and long.

Good Nog - Bad Nog

2007-12-23T08:38:00.000-05:00

UpdateGranny's no-fat- no sugar version is amazing! I am never buying the stuff in a carton again! And I suppose you could add the real "nog" if you wanted to.

In the interest of playing fair, I am posting both recipes for Egg Nog. The first recipe is from Granny, the second from a nice lady in Bartlesville Oklahoma named Mary Martin. No - not the one of South Pacific and Peter Pan fame - although how cool would that be?

Guilt Free Egg Nog - Fat Free, Sugar Free

In a medium bowl, combine 2 cups skim milk with 1 -ounce package instant sugar free vanilla pudding mix.
Stir well until thickened.
Add 2 more cups skim milk and 1 cup egg substitute (like Egg Beaters); mix well.
Stir in 2 to 3 teaspoons rum extract. 1/8 teaspoon salt and 1/4 teaspoon ground nutmeg until the mixture is well blended, smooth, and coats a spoon.
Refrigerate over night . Serves 10

Cook's note: Add Splenda to taste if you like a sweeter nog. If it thickens too much, simply stir in more skim milk until it reaches your desired consistency.
Enjoy

When I have egg nog I always think of Grandma, she loved it! And she always wanted a little "Nog", its the only alcoholic thing she ever drank. We always used Brandy instead of Rum - but its good either way.

Staats Ranch Egg Nog - Full of sugar, fat, and booze

2 quarts milk
6 eggs, separated
3 cups sugar
12 ounces bourbon
6 ounces rum
1 1/2 quarts whipping cream

Beat egg yolks until thick. Add bourbon and rum very slowly in a thin steady stream. Stir in sugar. In a different bowl with clean beaters, beat the egg whites until tiff. Fold whites into yolk mixture and stir until smooth. Add milk. Whip the cream and fold in. Refrigerate 24 hours to ripen and thicken. Stir before serving and sprinkle with nutmeg.

I think Grandma would have liked this recipe. Certainly plenty of "Nog" in there!
I am taking both recipes to the Vestry hosted Pre-Christmas Eve party at the request of Fr. David.

Coming soon: Pictures of the National Christmas Tree taken yesterday on our twirl through DC!

My friend Sharon

2007-12-21T12:27:00.000-05:00

This is my friend Sharon who makes me laugh so hard I cannot breathe. I look crazed and confused (what's new) in this pic. She said she felt like this was our prom pic and that nearly did me in!

In the Spirit

2007-12-20T17:28:00.000-05:00

Today at work we received a huge bag of handmade pillows and a box of kids books. The mentally disabled adults at the center next door to us made the pillows and picked the books so kids who come for sexual abuse treatment can have a pillow and a book.

Kinda made be feel like a big ol' schmuck and a huge ingrate.

Another reason to behave at the mall:

2007-12-17T19:21:00.001-05:00

You never know who will be behind you on the escalator.

My kind of tree.....

2007-12-17T15:27:00.001-05:00

Go to this site to see more cool trees, including one of beer bottles that is quite lovely

How beautiful

2007-12-15T20:08:00.000-05:00

How beautiful...
on the mountains
are the feet of those who bring good news,
who proclaim peace,
who bring good tidings,
who proclaim salvation,
who say to Zion,
"Your God reigns!"
Isaiah 52:7

Advent 2 Meditation

2007-12-10T08:24:00.001-05:00

Another Mimi I know

2007-12-07T10:42:00.000-05:00

I have a friend named Cookie who is also a "Mimi." She has a little grandson named Zach who is a scream!

Zach is 6 and has difficulty not talking during school. So, his Mimi decided to bribe him into being quiet during class....with the promise of a chinchilla.

Zach has done very well keeping quiet since the bribe started. To the point that his Mimi is now on the hunt for a brown chinchilla. It cannot be gray - it must be brown. She was in my office today and we were hunting on the internet for a brown chinchilla in our area (she is the Chairman of the Board of Directors - I'm safe hunting for stuff on the internet for her).

We finally found one 2 hours away so she is off to pick it up for Zach's Christmas present/bribe. Oh, and Zach has named his chinchilla to be Vanilla.

Vanilla Chinchilla.

Two Mimis in my office laughed their fool heads off at that one.

More Cathedral Pics

2007-12-06T08:49:00.000-05:00

Thanks, Steve, for the camera. I can hardly wait to use it in Italy!

Some Children See Him

2007-12-05T08:53:00.001-05:00

Some children see Him lily white,
the baby Jesus born this night.
Some children see Him lily white,
with tresses soft and fair.
Some children see Him bronzed and brown,
The Lord of heav'n to earth come down.
Some children see Him bronzed and brown,
with dark and heavy hair.

Some children see Him almond-eyed,
this Savior whom we kneel beside.
some children see Him almond-eyed,
with skin of yellow hue.
Some children see Him dark as they,
sweet Mary's Son to whom we pray.
Some children see him dark as they,
and, ah! they love Him, too!

The children in each different place
will see the baby Jesus' face
like theirs, but bright with heavenly grace,
and filled with holy light.
O lay aside each earthly thing
and with thy heart as offering,
come worship now the infant King.
'Tis love that's born tonight!

Advent 1 Meditation

2007-12-03T09:00:00.003-05:00

I have posted this before - but it is a favorite of mine.

Mrs. Unfortunate Sharpie Girl

2007-11-29T16:28:00.000-05:00

Dawn asked me last night about USG and her nuptials. I am ashamed to report that no one from the office went to the wedding.

No. One.

I am now wracked with guilt. Yes, I know that I wasn't in town and so forth, but still:

No. One. Went.

If I could find out where she is registered I would go pick her up the silver sugar cube tongs that I feel sure are on the list. More than likely she is registered at AutoZone and I am not really sure of the etiquette surrounding purchasing wedding gifts from that establishment. Do you go for the pine tree shaped auto fragrance or the pink fuzzy steering wheel cover? Are there implications tied to either of those that I am not aware of and would I be make a huge social gaffe?

Help me out here people.

Herry ThanXmas

2007-11-26T20:26:00.000-05:00

Wow.

That trip was a fast and furious one. I felt like I didn't get to spend near enough time with anyone...although having Theo spend two nights was a hoot!

Thank you my wonderful friends and family for a great time; from dinner with Granny and Clay to belting out I Got You Babe with my sistah, it was all fabulous.

Next week is advent and I will be posting a weekly thought/meditation/video/whatever strikes my fancy. I hope that you enjoy them because I have had a lovely time gathering them together!

I love you all....

Of course I am

2007-11-25T08:40:00.000-05:00

You Are a Yellow Crayon

Your world is colored with happy, warm, fun colors.You have a thoughtful and wise way about you. Some people might even consider you a genius.Charming and eloquent, you are able to get people to do things your way.While you seem spontaneous and free wheeling, you are calculating to the extreme.
Your color wheel opposite is purple. You both are charismatic leaders, but purple people act like you have no depth.

http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorcrayonareyouquiz/">What Color Crayon Are You?

Just so you know

2007-11-19T08:23:00.000-05:00

I desparately want one of these.

She's baaaaaaaaacccccccckkkkkkkkk!

2007-11-16T09:24:00.000-05:00

Remember Unfortunate Sharpie Girl? And how she uses Sharpies for her eyeliner? Well she has decided NO MORE SHARPIES. Apparently she has been out sick with a raging eye infection (I told her that would happen) during which all of her eyelashes fell out. This put quite a damper of her plans to be married (on her Harley wearing pink chaps) on the Saturday after Thanksgiving.

I offered her my Lucy lashes, but I felt that I had to warn her that they are really heavy and it is really hard to get the glue off.

Her reply was that perhaps if she used Super Glue she wouldn't have to worry about them.

Hmmm.... You have no eyelashes because you used a freakin sharpie as eyeliner and now you want to glue on fake eyelashes with Superglue.

I got nothin' for ya.

I need an explanation

2007-11-13T12:44:00.000-05:00

There are many things that I don't understand.

For instance:

how airplanes stay up in the air
the need for an ostrich's neck to be that long
why I have not yet won the lottery (OK - other than the fact that I never buy a ticket)

But what I really don't get is this crazy fascination with O.J. WHY do we care what this nut is doing? Do I really need to be able to watch his court appearance online?

It's the same with Britney. Do I really need to watch this poor wretch self-implode?

Please explain this to me. I have a feeling that explaining the whole airplane thing might be easier.

The Plan

2007-11-12T08:31:00.000-05:00

Here is the plan as I know it:

Tuesday - Steve and Ann arrive in Oklahoma City at approximately 8:00 p.m. CST.

Wednesday Day- Finish any last minute shopping etc. Andrea has mentioned that the zoo has free admission that day, so anyone who wants to partake of that is certainly welcome to do so.

Wednesday Evening - Dinner with Granny and Clay! At this point I think we are leaning toward somewhere in Bricktown, but I do not know that for a fact. Updates will be posted as received.

Thursday - Eat turkey until our eyeballs fall out. Put our eyeballs back in and watch football.

Friday at Noon - Christmas with the Allens and the Dads

Saturday morning - Steve and Ann leave in the morning to return to Maryland.

The end.

Some pictures to share

2007-11-09T08:48:00.000-05:00

No Babes In Maryland - check Abby's Blog for those!

I love to take pictures at the National Cathedral. All I have is a digital camera, nothing fancy schmancy, but I like to see what I can capture. This picture was taken with full on flash

This one was taken with my finger over the flash because I couldn't figure out how to turn it off!

This is the statue of Jesus outside the Children's Chapel. I love that His hands are gold because all of the children who have held His hand as they have gone by!

Here's a close up of the right hand. Interesting that there is a dark spot in the center of the palm.

Oh me! Oh my! What a lot of funny things went by!

2007-11-06T08:27:00.000-05:00

If Erin ever tells you that she can't sing she is fibbing. That girl can ROCK That's the Night that the Lights Went Out in Georgia. The dramatic whispering on the part about the blood on the sheriff's hands was the icing on the cake. I could hardly hear her because Abby and I were screaming with laughter at that point!

Saturday we hit Alexandria, National Cathedral, Chevy Chase, Ikea, and all points in between. Steve was a trooper - and it was on HIS birthday!!

Steve did "get some of his own back," as Eliza Doolittle would say, on Sunday when he delivered the sermon and made everyone cry.

Then Abby, Erin and I went to H & M which was a complete bust. BOO H&M. but we were able to twirl on the Metro and share our fabulousness with the unwashed masses of DC.

Sunday evening after a relaxing glass of wine or three, Erin again entertained us with her musical stylings of "This Little Light of Mine." Apparently Abby had never heard the verse about Don't let Satan Blow It Out! Our musical horizons were indeed broadened. Betty, David, Sue, and Mike arrived for dinner and the fun really began. David called Steve the next day to tell him that his jaw and ribs hurt from laughing so much! And since he is the priest we are all absolved!!!

We slept in Monday morning and then off to Annapolis for lunch at Phillips! The crabcakes were YUM-O! Then, sadly, Erin and Abby had to be at the airport.

So much fun my little friends...and so many quotes to be listed by Abby!

It ain't easy bein' Lucy

2007-11-01T10:27:00.000-04:00

I kid you not - I still have eyelash glue stuck on my eyelids. They should put the space suttle together with that stuff....

Last night we had two trick or treaters. The fact that we ducked out and went out to eat could have be a direct correlation. Just a guess.

I did manage, in spite of glued shut eyes and such, to cut out a plaid skirt. it will be made on the bias and I worked really really hard to make sure all the plaids matched at the seams. The fabric is a wool blend that is brown, tan and teal. Since it is wool, I am facing the waist band with wide grosgrain ribbon (a little trick I learned from a buddy). And yes, I will remember to hang it for a few days prior to heming it so it won't be wonky.

And since Erin and Abby get bere tomorrow, I have a feeling it will be next week before I even think about this skirt.

Pray for Steve in the hour of his need.

I love Lucy

2007-10-31T11:39:00.000-04:00

Hope your Halloween is a stinky delight!

2007-10-30T08:58:00.000-04:00

This charming fellow is the nephew of a friend of mine. And his name is Oscar.

I thought this picture was such a hoot I decided to share with the free world. He is almost as cute as Theo. And that, my friends, is saying something.

Not so much sewing....

2007-10-26T08:48:00.000-04:00

"Good intentions are are like screaming children - they should be carried out immediately."

A wise priest told me this once.

The same goes for planning to sew. Once you plan on it you should do it immediately before you get sucked into CSI re-runs or the fabulous new book you are reading (The Thirteenth Story). Then when you want to wear your new creation for a possible twirl through DC with your cute husband you can.

Sigh