I couldn’t resist the chance to combine my love of peeps with the Food Bank if Northern Nevada’s 30th anniversary.
Life is my sandbox
April 3, 2013
January 23, 2013
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The days they do fly and here we stand at the third week of the year. That great post I had all written in my head to greet the baby new year — the one that was the overlay of new beginnings brightened by New Year’s weddings because I finished Eudora Welty’s Delta Wedding at the dawn, was to be a remembrance of the two New Year’s weddings — 20 years apart — that we’ve been honored to attend. I got bogged down choosing and sizing the art. Oh what a dandy that blog could have been. Too late.
Too late, too, was the comparison between our lives to Gulliver’s Travels as written by Jonathan Swift. Oh how the Lilliputians could so aptly have been compared to our Congress and lawmakers. It was pithy — or at least how I had blogged in my head on the backs of my eyelids while I drifted off to sleep.
My next was an open letter to all the NFL bystanders — we patient partners who stand by while our TV rooms turn blue with the slang slung at Jim Nance and Joe Buck to quit blatantly favoring the ref’s call for their perceived favorites. No need to write that one now — our team, the Niners are going all the way with the help of hometown hero Colin Kaepernick. Fist pump all the way!
Oh the riotous post about our small grey kitty who habitually spills unwatched beverages and has killed off two electronic devises in two weeks. And yet, by God, we still love that scamp. The theme boiling up was something about this unconditional animal love while trying to comprehend why we struggle to do the same for our fellow human friends and relations. That one was written as I drove to work, never making it to the tips of my fingers and onto the screen.
My next post was gunna be — am I just too old, too work-worn to go through yet another boss? It’s me railing against change, against new systems or worrying about what the new expectations shall be. Am I “up” for it mentally to read the tea leaves of exactly what’s in the head of a new boss? What if the term out-sourced comes up? When in life do we ever stop having to justify our existence? My allegory of the new and the old. The beginnings always and yet beginning again. Yep. That one, too, came in the night, when my mind wouldn’t stop racing the clock.
But it’s One for the Books by Joe Queenan that has me sleeping through the night again. His newly published book about reading (a personal passion of mine) helped me re-set my thoughts. Writing of the state of reading today after examining his own patterns, interviewing 65 of his friends and relations and maligning everyone from book reviewers to English teachers, to some of the authors themselves, mostly he bemoans the time slipping away. Voracious in his reading (he reads up to 150 books a year), he’s yet to get through Eliot’s Middlemarch even while reading up to 40 books simultaneously and he hasn’t washed his windows in 17 years. And for him, that’s OK.
These January blogs will never see the light of day, never be fleshed out completely, but for me, this has been a most positive month. These blogs: I’ve thought them up, one by one; they’ve entertained me and I am not looking back. No, not I.
September 1, 2012
Yes I’ve been kissed by the frog and I feel like Cinderella.
First of all, thank you very, very, very much to the Greedy Frog for nominating me. I have such delight when I get the ping that her new zesty, fun and eye-candy blog rich in adjectives and calories gets a post, I dive to the desktop to read, for the iPhone format cannot do it justice. Check out the food from this French expat living in the north of England.
Now for the rules:
1. Thank the person who nominated you. (check!) 2. Add The One Lovely Blog Award to your post. (uh, check!) 3. Share 7 things about yourself. 4. Pass the award on to 15 nominees. 5. Include this set of rules. 6. Inform your nominees by posting a comment on their blogs
7 things about me:
And my nominees are…
1. Progressive Papa: Vic has opinions on a lot of things (from Mitt to Obama), and some solutions as well. I love this blog because you just never know what the next topic will be.
2. Amazing Azaleas: She is a young fashionista with a keen photographic eye. I adore this!
3. The Belle Jar: Insightful observations pro-female writings to make you think and the writing! It’s never wrong to channel Sylvia Plath.
4. Stuff Worth Talking About: Great insights into advertising, promotion and economics. Doug tells it like it is.
5. For Your Good Health: A blog about real world gardening, health and taking control of your future.
6. View and Mews by Coffee Kat: Kate makes me laugh and think with her reminisces about the world of HR
7. The South In My Mouth: Catherine has a twist on southern food that is absolutely the bomb. Best latest recipe I made from her – spicy twisted bacon. Mmmm.
8. Thoughts of a Lunatic: Secrets out, loony girl, your blog is my guilty pleasure for making me laugh out loud. If I were you reader, I’d follow her too!
9. A Day in the Life of Patootie: Self disclosure, I am an ancestry geek. This is why I’m an avid follower of Sharron.
10. The Smile Scavenger: She’s on the quest for happiness and I’m on her side.
11. Ramblings of a Cluttered Mind: She crafty. She makes things. She just not pretentious about it.
12. 1500 Saturdays: This English gal is not standing still. She’s making every second count.
13. The Attic Room: A writer of non-fiction. Making every stroke count.
14. One Odd Duck: Different. In a Good Way. Try it the Duck Way.
15. Damoward: Visual, technically stimulating. Me likey.
Truly there are plenty more blogs to include. I adore the creativity of blogging!
July 12, 2012
Welcome to Playful Meanderings, a new WordPress blog to chat about life, books, travel, recreation and whatever else may come up.
Ok, blogging itself has been a longtime coming — but what inspires me to push away from the shore and wade into the blogging surf is that I’m at the halfway point of the year and I’m checking in on my New Year’s Resolution. Year 2012: read 75 books in one year. Why did I make this goal? Well, after so many years of saying I’d get in shape, lose some lbs and trim back the calories, I thought to myself “You aren’t making the most of your mind.”
It’s so true. I live in this body and I need to take care of it — all of it. My mind needed stimulation outside of the routine. It needed refreshment and the exposure to new ideas, old ideas, points of view and everything that books bring to the reader. Invigorating the sponge upstairs to learn — or re-learn — history, discover the power of deeper thinking, and reshaping my spirit by diving into the written word were among the positive points to taking on this project.
Why 75? The seed got planted by an article a friend sent to me in which the author was expounding on the number of books he had read the previous year. I mistakenly thought my friend had written the article, not just forwarded it to me, and I thought, “He is challenging me! If he can read 75, then I can read 75!” I made my resolution (and I had to come up with a plan to accomplish this ambitious number) and embarked on the project.
Funny thing is, I brought up his momentous reading to this same friend two months back, and he really didn’t know what I was talking about: “75 books. No,” he replied. “I’m lucky to read 15.” Turns out I failed to note the author — something I’m bound to do again in this life. But what the heck, that mistake got me to get on with my journey into books.
So, 75 books.
Number one: Sounds expensive. Not so much. Turns out I have at least that many that I’ve never read around my house that I’ve been meaning to read. Also, I have a library card — fancy that — and the library near my house has many, many more than 75 books that I’ve never read and been meaning to. Speaking of my library, they have a club, friends of the library, that sells books twice a year- Lots of great books that I’ve been meaning to read. You get the picture. Then there’s this: when I said that I was going to read 75 books — and only to a few people because what if I don’t do it? — they gave me some books. Folks, I am swimming in books right now!
Number two: Time. I don’t know about you, but I always think of myself as busy. Much too busy to read. Turns out I can bring a book to wherever I am waiting. Yes, I do a fair amount of that, for I am a mother, a worker, a consumer, a patient and a person. I wait for daughters at piano, at guitar, at church, at sporting events. I go to the dentist ( more than I would like) or doctor or places where you wait in line and I get out my book. I just have made it part of the routine to bring the book I’m skipping (or plowing) through currently. Ok, and I’ve given up most of my television watching. That alone created several hours in the week. I also cheat. What? Yes, a few people have called it that, and judge me if you will, but about 1/3 of the books I have read are during my commute. I am read to through the free audiobooks app. They are (http://librivox.org/ ) all books are in the public domain and read by volunteers into my car stereo. More about all of this in a later post, but I don’t call it cheating. I listen, learn and put the time into hearing these “books on tape” just as I would if holding a book in my hand and taking in the words on the printed page. And final note about time. — the more I read, the more I want to read. I’ve been known to read a little later into the night, forgo the morning paper in favor of my book, shoot out the garden door and read my book in the backyard instead of cleaning my house. Oh the joys of reading!
So where am I now on the delicious journey? Books #42 and #43. What? Yes, because I have the power of the app on audiobooks (which is free, by the way) I am always reading two books at once. No, the two books don’t always mesh together, but what the heck, I read two and three books at once when I was in college and I’m an American multitasker at heart.
No, this blog won’t be solely dedicated to books and the goal of reading 75 in one year, but the next few posts will certainly be about the topic. I welcome your comments, suggestions and humorous stories about your own goals — be they new years resolutions or some other scheme to change your own life in a positive way.