Wednesday, February 22, 2017

Almost Wordless Wednesday -Fort Worth Nature Refuge

 Never been here.  Amazing.....I thought I'd covered the DFW area. However, the Fort Worth Nature Preserve had escaped my attention. Shame on - what an experience.  So, Ray and I were celebrating Valentine's on Saturday due to fabulous weather
 Sunny and up to 90 degrees. We wore shorts. Put on sunscreen and carried some water.  With a map we finally figured out some trails and covered 2 miles - with what counted as 4 floors.  Yes, there was some terrain.  Very exciting in TX  - not all flat
  We never saw any prairie dogs.....Alas
 But I do think it was smart they put up a fence.  I saved the poor creatures from Ray!!!
Quite a vista..........we shall go back in the spring. I can't wait to see flowers and greenery in this very natural habitat.  Only $5 per person - a bargain!!!

Monday, February 20, 2017

Monday Moment - Pergola and Presidents

Happy President's Day!

Alas, I must work today. I wish I could be home under our new pergola - I would contemplate the shadows and my favorite presidents.

 The current one - not so much

Thanks to Ray for having the vision to enhance our patio experience. Take a moment, find a shadow, and watch it move.

"What day is it?" asked Winnie the Pooh
"It's today," squeaked Piglet
"My favorite day," said Pooh
  (Thanks, author A.A. Milne)

Friday, February 17, 2017

An American in Paris - a Musical

One of my New Year's resolutions was to do more stuff.......well, I am lucky some awesome shows are rolling through the DFW area.  An American in Paris is glorious - sumptuous, beautiful, rich, and sublime. The dancing and singing were on point. The sets were visually stunning.

It's Paris, right after WWII and three men vie for the attention of a beautiful dancer. There's a lot more to the story than that - residue of war and other issues rise to the surface. The plot has a strong structure, and the musical numbers keep the story line flowing.

Gershwin tunes galore - I Got Rhythm,  S'Wonderful,  But Not for Me,  I'll Build a Stairway to Paradise,  They Can't Take That Away From Me

Hum along and escape to Paris.  S'Wonderful, indeed....

Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

In Support

Happy Valentine's Day

I am not a public school teacher, but my sister is one,  as are several friends of mine.

They work hard, have to put up with a lot of crap from kids, administrators, and parents.

Support public education, your schools, and kids. Support reading, libraries, the arts, sciences, any kind of learning. Encourage questions, take time to answer your children, and really listen.
Think about what you say, how you say it, and what it means for kids to hear it.

I always come back to Words Matter

Happy Valentine's Day to my sister Lori and her fellow teachers

Monday, February 13, 2017

Monday Moment - another senior story

This is more my father's moment, but I shall relay the senior story.  I was in PA and on a mission to go with Dad and visit some local homes as he contemplates assisted living or not. He's 85 and in a very challenging house with steps, a basement, etc. He's lived there close to sixty years.

The Artman Home is full with a waiting list, but we got the spiel and a tour. They showed us a one bedroom studio where the occupant was out of the room.

 "And here's the entry closet - quite spacious," the marketing woman opened the doors for us to see. Indeed, it was fine. We moved on.

Back in the car later, Dad said (and here's his moment), "It was all I could do to contain myself. I wanted to straighten that women's closet. Did you notice everything was askew?  Hangars going every which way. How could she live that way?"

I burst out laughing. My father is quite the clothes horse - his closets are filled to the brim but extremely orderly. All the same type of hangars, everything in one direction, color coordinated pieces flow. It's like a Brooks Brothers emporium.

 To see a closet in chaos gave him heartburn.

What's your heartburn moment?

 I'll confess - I can't stand a crumpled dish towel in the kitchen. I want it smoothed out on the counter.  Ray will drive me mad and deliberately scrunch it....I guess I'm not far removed from my father's compulsion.

Happy Monday - let's have an orderly week.

Friday, February 10, 2017

Book Review - But Mama Always Put Vodka in Her Sangria

Julia Reed is a hoot. Her book But Mama Always Put Vodka in Her Sangria is subtitled Adventures in Eating, Drinking, and Making Merry. She covers the gamut along with recipes and travel tales. And Reed’s indelible Mississippi Delta childhood provides a strong foundation for her sassy stories.  The title derives from a real life friend’s mother, and only serves to give a sampling of some culinary adventures. She will make you hunger for food from Madrid to Paris to Kabul (from back in the day as a reporter). Some of the highlights of the book come from her own Southern garden and its bounty.

Come along to some fabulous parties. From the back cover: Shindigs range from sultry summer suppers and raucous dinners at home to a Plymouth-like Thanksgiving feast, and an upscale St. Patrick’s Day celebration. This delightful collection of essays by Julia Reed, a master storyteller with an inimitable voice and a limitless capacity for fun, will show you how to entertain guests with style, have a good time yourself, and always have that perfect pitcher of sangria ready at a moment’s notice.

I loved this book and appreciated that it was given to me by a friend who was born in Mississippi and knew Julia Reed from school days. I can’t wait to get together with her and hear some more. Meanwhile, pour a tall glass of lemonade or sangria, plop yourself in a lounge chair, and prepare to laugh. But Mama Always Put Vodka in Her Sangria is lighthearted, witty, and sunshine on a cloudy day. This book made a flight of three hours zoom by in no time. Now that’s a fun read.